"W-Wait, referee."
Korren's mind was clouded by utter denial.
Somewhere in the back of his head, he knew what he was doing was stupid—but he couldn't stop himself.
He would go crazy otherwise.
"Yes, Competitor Korren?" frowned the referee.
Korren couldn't speak for a second before managing: "P-Please reset the match. As you can see, his spell didn't even damage me. I'm fine, look."
The fake, defeated bastard then began to hop in place repeatedly, showing that he was perfectly fine.
Hal was already descending the stage at this moment, so the attention of some people in the crowd inevitably shifted to Korren.
"Oh, look! Competitor Korren is saying something to the referee!"
Meanwhile, inside the luxurious hall, Deputy Headmaster Korvus trembled.
He hadn't noticed Korren's actions yet, as he was in utter disbelief at what he just witnessed.
Unlike those outside, almost everyone inside the hall was adept in the ways of wizardry.
They knew Hal just used the Blink spell.
