As Lyra's sword tip landed on Sentos's neck, the surrounding water-elemental particles simultaneously lost their psychokinetic traction. The previously fixed spherical formation could no longer be maintained, scattering and spreading across the tiled floor with the flow.
Feeling the cold chill emanating from the blade's edge, Sentos raised his hand, signaling the referee to declare the match's conclusion.
This was the victory belonging to Lyra Beckett of Elizabeth Academy of Magic.
The magical projection magnified Sentos's hand raised high, making the translucent knight's sword resting on the man's shoulder clearly visible.
The next second, it seemed as if fireworks had exploded within the arena, and thunderous cheers erupted from every corner of the spectator stands, momentarily making Lyra's eardrums ache.
