Back in Ron's arena,
chaos had already erupted.
Clang—
Cling—
BOOM—
Metal clashed and explosions burst across the reflective battlefield as Ron and his shadow hurled themselves at each other with unstoppable force. Both of them were engulfed in the same blazing orange-red aura, flames swirling around their bodies like coiling serpents. Their spears—long, black, and wreathed in fire—burned identically bright, though the shadow version carried a darker, more ominous shade of flame.
The two Ron's moved at the exact same moment, instincts perfectly mirrored.
"Inferno Spear: Flaming Stab!"
Both lunged forward, thrusting their spears with explosive force—
And the moment the two flaming spears collided, a violent blast of fire erupted outward, sending shockwaves across the mirror floor. Embers scattered, flickering wildly before fading into the dim silver air.
On the opposite side of the arena, a storm of razor-sharp wind erupted.
Cling—clang—shing—!!
