At this moment, ten sigils had burned, meaning Ten Flame Acolytes had risen, and now only two challengers remained.
Jacob stood tall beneath a blazing sky, cloak fluttering with residual embers. On the opposite side of the coliseum, Vortigash loomed like a conquering war-god, his golden-ram horns wreathed in silent solar pressure. Between them, the wall of flame cracked, shimmering like a veil of finale.
Their trials had been brutal, and now, only one Flame Inheritor would remain.
The final three Flame Acolytes Jacob faced weren't easy to deal with. Each was a window into forgotten flame paths—ancient, obscure, terrifying. Their defeat didn't just bring him victory; it was comprehension of Fire Law, and Jacob, like the predator of knowledge, devoured it all.
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Jacob's third last opponent was Scorchveil Thesa, who controlled the Flame of Forgotten Grudges.