Boom! Boom! Boom!
Explosions echoed through the arena like the thundering drums of war.
Kaelen darted between the blasts, narrowly avoiding a barrage of ethereal gauntlets , massive, glowing fists created from pure elemental power.
Fire, ice, wind, and lightning smashed into the ground around him, leaving craters and scorch marks as the crowd roared in approval.
"Go go go!"
"Crush him!"
"I'm in love with this chaos!"
The cheers rang out with deafening enthusiasm as if violence itself were the day's entertainment. In a way, it was.
High above the arena, instructors observed in silence. Among them sat Tashi, arms crossed, his expression unreadable. But he wasn't worried at all.
This was already the third match for Kaelen but he got lucky as he was matched up against a support type cleric which he ended swiftly without wasting much mana or energy.
But this time he wasn't so lucky.
