The arena was silent, the air thick with anticipation. On one side, Yuna from Class A, her eyes blazing with determination, clenched her fists as flames danced at her fingertips. Opposite her stood Sakura from Class B, her hair whipping around her as wind swirled fiercely at her command. The crowd’s roar faded into a hush, waiting for the clash that would decide who was stronger.
The announcer’s voice cut through the silence. "3, 2 ,1!" the bell then banged, getting the two started.
Without hesitation, Yuna’s hands ignited, sparks flying as she summoned a fireball. It formed in her palm for a moment before she shot it forward, a blazing sphere racing toward Sakura. Sakura responded instantly, her eyes narrowing as she summoned her wind magic. With a swift gesture, she created a vacuum blade—sharp, invisible blades of air that cut through the space between them like deadly lightning.
Yuna’s fireball collided with the vacuum blades, exploding in a burst of heat and wind. The force sent a shockwave rippling through the arena, forcing both fighters to steady themselves. Yuna’s eyes widened with focus; she knew Sakura was dangerous when she used wind to her advantage.
"Not bad," Yuna muttered, a grin curling her lips. She raised her hand again, conjuring another fireball—this time larger, brighter. She hurled it with more force, aiming to overwhelm Sakura with a lot of flames. The fireball streaked through the air, glowing fiercely as it closed the distance.
Sakura fastly responded . She spun her hand, summoning a gust of wind that swept across the arena. The fireball was absorbed into the wind, reducing its intensity but not extinguishing it entirely. Sakura’s eyes flickered with determination.
"Your flames are strong," Sakura called out, voice sharp as the wind around her. "But I can match your heat with wind!"
Yuna’s expression hardened. She knew Sakura was versatile, and her wind magic could be deadly if used correctly. She decided to change tactics. Instead of more fireballs, she focused her energy on a continuous stream of smaller fires, launching them like darts toward Sakura, each one smaller but faster.
The fight grew more intense. Yuna’s flames flickered wildly, casting flickering shadows, while Sakura’s wind blades whipped around her like a storm made of razor-sharp glass as vacuum blades appeared. The arena was filled with the crackle of fire and the howling of wind, a chaotic dance of destruction.
Yuna’s focus sharpened. She concentrated her fire magic into a massive fire ball, a blazing ball of flames rushing toward Sakura. She aimed to trap her opponent, forcing her to either retreat or be burned. But Sakura was ready. She summoned a powerful gust, creating a vacuum that pulled the flames toward her, then unleashed a huge burst of wind—an invisible shockwave that knocked Yuna’s flames aside and sent her stumbling backward.
Yuna’s eyes blazed with resolve. She wasn’t about to give up. She clenched her fists, summoning a final, concentrated fireball—hotter and larger than before. She hurled it with everything she had, aiming directly at Sakura.
Sakura responded instinctively, summoning a massive vacuum blade that spun toward the fireball like a deadly whirlpool. The blade sliced through the air, colliding with the fireball and causing an explosion that lit up the entire arena. Flames and wind roared together, a clash of elemental power that shook the ground beneath their feet.
Both fighters paused for a moment, panting, their arcana nearly drained. Yuna’s flames dimmed, her hands trembling slightly. Sakura’s wind was weaker, her breathing hard as well.
Yuna’s eyes flickered with a fiery resolve. She summoned a final, desperate fireball—her strongest yet—aiming straight at Sakura’s chest. Sakura, equally exhausted, summoned her last burst of wind, creating a vacuum blade to intercept the attack. Read full story at novel-fire.net
The two powers collided once more—fire and wind locked in a deadly embrace. The explosion was deafening, a blinding flash of heat and wind that swept across the arena.
Sakura was late to attack, so the explosion caused her to fly off the stage.
Yuna was left standing yet trembling as she fell to her knees.
The cheers erupted, getting her super happy for victory. Her face glowed with mischief and looked at the blue sky.