BOOM!!
The ground split open, a deep crack racing across the arena floor. The shockwave blasted Jenner backward, his body slamming against the arena wall.
He coughed violently, struggling to regain balance, his staff trembling in his hands.
The crowd erupted in a mix of cheers and gasps.
And standing at the center of the wreckage, her sword still glowing faintly, Elysia glared at him with unwavering determination.
The arena roared with thunderous cheers, the sound shaking the air like a storm.
But Jenner refused to stay down. Slowly, shakily, he pushed himself onto his feet. His hand clutched his staff so tightly his knuckles turned white, though it trembled with every movement.
His once-pristine robe was torn and singed, blood trailing from the corner of his mouth.
"You… you think this is over?" he spat, his voice hoarse but filled with venom. His bloodshot eyes burned with rage. "I'll crush you!"
