The Arena had already turned into a ravaged sight resembling the Abyssal Hell.
Instead of sunshine, the Sun above now poured down Heavenly Fire, and the desert scene on the ground was permanently altered by the scorching Dragon Breath into a land of molten lava, where the hot magma flowed freely like the blood of the earth.
The Angel still soared high in the sky, her form merging with the Sun, appearing like a deity, her divine aura as vast as the ocean.
The Golden Dragon stood amidst the lava, roaring skywards with world-conquering Dragon's Might.
"Wow, it's a good thing this is a simulated world in the Arena. If this were real, can you imagine the damage?"
In the stands, Dorothy held a handful of fries in one hand and a soda in the other, thoroughly enjoying the show, which was far more thrilling than any special effects movie she saw in her past life.
Nevertheless, the Duel was drawing to a close.
"Tch, destiny reigns supreme after all. How can anyone fight against this bug-level strength?"
Dorothy looked at Senior Mia standing atop the enormous dragon in the Arena, then at Sophia hovering high in the sky, and shook her head helplessly.
"Wow, Senior Mia is so majestic, and the destructive power of that Dragon Breath is terrifying. Even the president would probably find it tricky to deal with,"
Audrey, sitting next to her with a hand full of chips and a soda, manipulated her String Puppet and remarked with awe.
"No, the outcome of this Duel has already been decided. Sophia has won,"
The Homebody Witch shook her head and said to her junior.
"What? Sister, don't talk nonsense. The battle is intense right now, and Senior Mia seems to have the upper hand. Just a moment ago, the president was trapped in the Dragon Breath with nowhere to hide and took direct damage,"
Audrey scrutinized the situation below, puzzled as to why her senior would say such a thing.
Indeed, at the moment, Senior Mia's Qi seemed superior, and until now, she hadn't taken any damage. The president's attacks seemed like mere scraping to her, unable to break through her defense.
On the contrary, the president herself had just taken a full blast of Dragon Breath, and now her Battle Robe was extensively damaged, leaving her somewhat disheveled.
Senior Mia's intense Breath earlier was truly frightening. It was definitely at the Forbidden Curse Level, capable of reducing a small world into a Mana Sphere with its terrifying Technique.
Therefore, the rolling heatwave created by that Dragon Breath engulfed the entire Arena, dealing full-screen damage, leaving the president with no choice but to endure it.
Although Senior Mia seemed to have expended quite a bit of energy after that attack, the melted golden armor flowing like liquid gold into the dragon's mouth beneath her feet soon revitalized her waning Magic Power.
Senior Mia was replenishing her Strength by devouring gold.
No matter how you looked at it, it seemed the scales of victory were tipping towards Senior Mia at the moment.
"That's what I'm saying, Audrey, you're too naïve. One can't just look at appearances. Forget it, the laws of destiny are too profound and remote for an ordinary witch anyway. I'll lend you my vision,"
Dorothy shook her head, then lovingly ruffled her little junior's head, taking the opportunity to touch those fox ears before Audrey could explode in anger. Dorothy pointed a finger at Little Fox's forehead.
Before Audrey could glare at her frisky sister to reproach her for her mischievous hands, her speech was cut short by a strange perspective that emerged in her mind.
Little Fox wasn't overly startled, understanding that this must be the vision her sister shared with her. When Audrey glanced through this vision, she instantly stood up in shock, her eyes wide open, and her fur bristled again as if she were a cat startled.
"While my comprehension of the School of Prophecy's laws of destiny has always been theoretical, unable to influence fate, I can still perform observations for fortune-telling and divination. I've highlighted each of their Destiny Patterns for you. Now do you understand the terror of the Controller of Fate?"
Dorothy looked at her junior, who was like a spooked cat, and explained.
But Audrey was no longer paying attention to those explanations, captivated by the shared vision from her sister.
In her sister's eyes, the scene inside the Arena remained the same standoff, except now both Duelists seemed like String Puppets with a tangled mess of threads descending from the sky, tightly binding both the president and Senior Mia.
Beyond those bizarre strands, both the president and Senior Mia were surrounded by halos of various colors.
The president was ablaze with brilliant golden light, almost blindingly bright, while in contrast, the aura around Senior Mia was rapidly being devoured by darkness, the black light was ominously chilling.
"Ah, so this is the fabled destiny observation viewpoint often spoken of by witches of the School of Prophecy?"
As a Genius Witch, although not as excruciatingly omnipotent as her sister, Audrey was still a top student compared to average witches. Little Fox needed only a moment of consideration to understand what the abnormalities in this peculiar vision meant.