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Chapter 75 - Magical Duels

The arena trembled as molten cracks spread beneath Morgan's boots, his staff pulsing with crimson firelight.

He slammed the Blue Shore Staff down once.

"Molten Surge!"

The ground erupted, a tide of liquid fire spewing forward like a volcanic wave. The heat warped the air, threatening to swallow everything in its path.

Rhys raised his sword, his calm unbroken. His voice, low and resolute, carried through the roar of flame.

"Lunar Tide."

Silver-lit water burst from his blade, sweeping outward in a gleaming crescent. The two torrents collided—lava against moonlit flood. Steam exploded skyward, hissing, filling the arena with a blinding mist.

From within the vapor, sparks of red and blue clashed, illuminating the haze.

The crowd held its breath.

Morgan's voice boomed like a furnace:

"Lava Spire!"

From the molten cracks, a jagged column of blazing magma erupted toward Rhys.

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