"Fighters Lumian and Cleo, please take the stage!"
A voice came from the speakers.
Cleo's eyes slowly fluttered open, and when she looked around, she saw Jock wishing her good luck while their master was nowhere to be seen.
"Where did Master go?"
She asked, stood up, and tightened the belt on her black uniform.
"I really don't know… Outside, somewhere."
Jock said and scratched the back of his head.
"Mm, okay."
Cleo took a deep breath, and then, she headed to the platform, slowly made her way up the steps, and stood alone, watched by everyone.
The bright lights of the ceiling fell over her, and it was as if she were the spotlight of the world currently.
The referee looked around for Lumian, but he was nowhere to be found, and he looked quite confused.
"Fighter Lumian! Fighter Lumian! Please come to the stage!"
The voice urged on through the speakers.
