Gael PoV
I smirked at great-gramps as we reached the fountain. "Ready, old man?"
He narrowed his eyes, but a smirk played on his lips too. "I've been ready since before you were born, kid."
With a dramatic flair, I raised my revolvers, ready to enter the fray. Just then, Eijiro snapped his fingers, and I felt the ground tremble beneath us. The floor around the fountain opened and the majestic piece of art descended to the ground as the flowing water came to a stop. The ground closed back up and a stream of orange light formed a semi-sphere around the resulting circular ring.
"Let's see what you've got, kids," Eijiro said, smirking as he transformed his lion necklace into a shepherd's crook. Green electricity crackled around the weapon.
Orlin brandished his sword and smirked. "Ready to start, Great-gramps? We got new tricks since we lost sparred."
He chuckled. "Back then Tuli had joined too. Now, if she were here, you might have a fighting chance."
