The portal deposited them outside the Colosseum's main entrance, where obsidian walls rose like frozen pillars against the blood-red sky of Floor 2.
The structure was even more imposing from the ground. Especially for humans. A monument to violence that had witnessed countless deaths across millennia.
Jack turned to his group, his red eyes scanning each member. "Before we enter, everyone needs to be covered. This place is filled with demons and various creatures. I don't want anyone recognizing who you are."
He pulled black hooded robes from his system storage, distributing them to Loryn, Father Caelen, Rhys, and Pho. The fabric was thick and heavy.
"Young master," Father Caelen said as he donned the robe, "is this truly necessary? Surely your authority as Soul Warden..."
"My authority means nothing here," Jack interrupted. "This is neutral ground. A place where power is the only currency that matters. We stay anonymous until I'm ready to reveal myself."
