On the eve of the next day, memory wise, Mon'Ter and Leonidas arrived amongst the VIP area for spectating once again. They were, of course, not alone. There were even more nobles today than there were in the prior memory of yesterday. And as for the spectator seats, well, they were so packed that you could even spot people standing upright here and there.
"This is crazy!" Mon'Ter wowed as he gazed at all the people below him. "I thought that before there were a lot but... Now... I can feel that there's well over fifty thousand people watching!” He paused for a few moments. “Yeah! There's like fifty two thousand, seven hundred ninety three of them!" Mon’Ter proclaimed with absolute certainty, simply from taking a moment to size them all up.
"How do you get that exact number?" Leonidas raised a brow his way, his crossed arms suddenly fell as his shock began to set in. "You just took a look at them... What?!" bewildered, Leonidas began making numerous random hand gestur
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