As he was about to finish off the bottle, he suddenly flicked his head around. His crimson eyes seemed to slightly illuminate as he scrutinized the people around him. Yet, when he used his [Demonic Eye of Truth], all he saw were normal humans.
'Was I mistaken?'
He had felt an animalistic gaze land on him. It felt similar to that of a lycanthrope, but -different. It was hard for him to describe as it was an instinctual feeling and with how mentally fatigued he was, he couldn't be fully sure.
Taking a few more seconds to look around, he turned back around a bought a few more waters before heading back to his seat.
With the match now fully in swing, the lights had been dimmed, and the crowd and quieted down. Making back to his seat, he decided to at least try to watch the match.
It was definitely hard with the commentary being in Japanese but he was able to pick up a few things.
The first was that he had never seen this type of game before.
