The entire arena fell silent as Kaelen made his way down to the ring.
His movements were nothing short of calm and composed, showing none of the hesitation that had marked the previous challengers.
The contrast between it all was truly amazing.
While others had shrunk from Uzan's challenge, Kaelen approached it liked he had been looking forward to it all day.
I couldn't help but smile slightly.
This was exactly how it was supposed to go.
In the original novel, this moment had been pivotal.
There were doubts of Kaelen's capabilities as a cross mage but after this fight it'll show Kaelen's display of his true skills, the beginning of his legend at Aethel Academy.
As Kaelen stepped into the ring, I leaned forward in anticipation.
The match that was about to unfold would establish him as Uzan's equal, perhaps even his superior.
It would be the first indication to everyone that the unassuming swordsman from the provinces was destined for greatness.
