The arena has been changed for the new round. People are surprised to see the square, and the houses are reminiscent of French ones. Only those in the know know that the arena was built in the Orleans style in 1429. One woman in the stands prayed to her god for her daughter's health, sitting next to with three sons and a daughter... But the man, apparently the father of the family, rudely interrupted the man. "Don't pray. She asked you not to pray." The man says rudely. Soldiers from that era could be seen around the arena. The English were rolling nervously, knowing that the Maid of France was very strong. And the French soldiers were sure: she would defeat even a god. But the king looked at the arena with guilt, knowing that he would not be forgiven. And finally... The lights in the arena appeared, and the host Heimdall began his speech with the representative of humanity. "Before you is an arena in the style of Orleans in 1429!" A voice rang out in the arena. The gods looked at the arena with indifference. It meant little to them. But in the VIP area of the arena, Ares, standing next to Zeus and Hermes "And why are these people so excited?" Ares asks Hermes. The messenger god did not answer. Heimdall continued his speech. "And I have a question... Who is the most famous person of that time? Carl VII? No! Thomas Montagu?! No! This is a young lady!" The light of the arena showed a shadow among the human gates to the arena. Everyone knows this familiar armor and gait. The French army of that time stood up and saluted their commander. "She was the commander of France, having obtained this position legally! She, receiving different visions from angels, which led to her victories! It was she who liberated Orleans, earning her the nickname "The Maid of Orleans!" The girl's figure reached the middle of the arena and stood proudly, holding her famous sword. "And before you... JOAN OF ARC!" Now the whole arena is waiting for the god who will challenge the Joan of Arc ...You.