BOOOOM!!!
VOOOSH!!
SWISSSSH!!!
Each clash shook the arena like rolling thunder, and the once–orderly stadium now trembled beneath the raw, unrestrained power of the two prodigies.
Flames spiraled, shadows twisted, and shockwaves rippled outward like invisible tsunamis crashing into the barrier.
The crowd erupted.
"Woahhh!!"
"Did you SEE that?!"
"What kind of speed is that—was that even human?!"
"I swear it's getting hot in here—someone check the barrier!"
"So this… this is how the top prospects of the academy really fight…"
Different voices, different reactions—fear, excitement, disbelief—but all of them shared one thing: awe.
And they had good reason.
The arena's grand stage, large enough to fit several urban parks, was being swallowed by their duel.
Stacia's scorching crimson inferno and Flamme's abyssal, twisting shadows were devouring space at a pace no normal mage could hope to follow.
