The spectral energy released was immense and homogenous as if released by the same person. Raizon was running towards the site worried for any potential threat. Tiny flares like an angel fluttered their wings out of the blast and solemnly faded away. Raizon who just reached the edge of the hill needed to hurry upward.
A young boy approximately of the same age as Raizon was severely injured by the blast. Three people of the Tampen group were lying unconscious while two were barely standing. But the boy couldn't hold it anymore as his eyes were playing shut and his spirit was breaking. He was lying on the ground trying to get up while those two people in the black armour were trying to avoid any tricky moves.
"That's it" one of them whispered and rushed to the young boy for a final blow.
That's when a whooped dash flew him away. The white spiritual aura that came as an aftermath of the dash was mesmerising. It was smooth but a hard dash from Raizon. Well for the spectators it happened in a blink of an eye.
"What was that?" the remaining man cried.
While the young man on the ground was shocked by such remarkable internal spectra. He was hesitant with his view but didn't forget to greet his saviour with a smile.
"Are you okay?" Raizon said asking the boy behind
The man that just flew away was back on his feet while the remaining one was already raring to go. Though Raizon made a good move, it wasn't too effective.
"Well that dealt a good amount of damage" the guy whispered.
The other one blazed in a whooping whiplash that made a blizzardous sound. The whip motion was so strong that the wind was diverted in with its flow. Wrapping around Raizon who ducked beneath it wrapped against each other creating a deadly spark. Raizon was relieved that it didn't hit him because a single strike would have paralysed him. "It's quite nerve cracking isn't it" said the incendiary.
Raizon, thinking he was at a safer distance, saw another incendiary rush with a cyan blaze turmoiling his hand. The steps were heavy due to the injuries from the blast but the spirit was enough for the terror to reach Raizon before he could dodge away. Raizon knew it can't be dodged and hence opted for a mere suicidal defence plan. Crossing his arm storing the spectral energy bracing himself for the attack. The cyan blaze rushed in through the veins from the impact so hard that the vibrations reached the ground from Raizon's body. Incendiary thinking he got him didn't notice his defenseless landing which welcomed Raizon to blaze in another spectrally charged punch to paralyse his abdomen. The punch gave the man another swing just like before.
But still again there was a good coordination set between the pair as the help wasn't delayed. The whiplash was now turned into hundreds of little electric human bolts charging in parallel to the ground as a witch swept through her broom. Not that they couldn't be ignored, but it would obviously be fatal for the young man with his heavy injuries.
"Don't worry about me" the young man said "just inform security".
"Well, do that. But let me assure you that this boy will be dead by that time" the incendiary shouted.
The tiny bolts with electrical spectra flowing through them charged towards the young boy. None of them were looking out for Raizon as they curved through his legs, away from his head or escaping from his hands without wasting a single electron. For the young boy the sight was not that bad. For his vivid vision the bolts were the extended hands from heaven. Even though he knew what it was he couldn't ignore the sight and was ready to accept his faith. That is when Raizon turned completely around twisting his muscle to their maximum extent paced with little spectral essence. The young boy in that moment was left shocked by the dedication of the stranger. He knew Raizon wasn't as strong as him but still his appreciation couldn't dwindle from his heart. Raizon taking in every spectrally charged electric bolts on himself was taking heavy damage. But he stood there, looking straight into the eyes of the incendiary. The man was shocked and questioned about where the determination and strength was coming from. He was himself shaking inside even though he was showing a tough front outside. He could only think of one thing "Why isn't this boy going down".
The tiny bolts extinct and Raizon was still standing.
"Well how will you bear this impact?" Another incendiary was back from his exile. He had already generated enough spectra to condense a large meteor with a blazing cyan aura. It was the ultimate strike that Raizon couldn't even have thought of deflecting. But he knew that dodging it would be at the cost of the young boy. So rather than running away in the guilt of betrayal why don't he give his best and challenge his own future?
The cyan blaze was large and immense as it was covering the sun, blocking Raizon's view.
"Why are you doing this?" The young boy asked, "Are you out of your mind?".
"Well that's what people generally assume of me. You know what my friend, I'm too weak for now. And I am also quite a coward. And that is why I want to change, I want to become the ARENA CHAMPION. And if I don't survive this then I won't be able to call myself one" he shouted taking his stance to brace the large impact "so bring it on your bastard".
The cyan effervescence was large and was a perfect parting gift. The site was as beautiful as those tiny lighting bolts playing around on the ground. Everything in its surrounding was under the cover of the light and was quite warming for the two young boys. The closer it came, the more tremendous its energy. The trees were shading off and the birds who escaped fled for rescue. The site was beautiful but was also alarming for the death of our hero.