Students clustered along the edges, cheering for friends or simply eager to witness the clash of powers. Teachers stood nearby, observing closely, their eyes sharp for any breach of rules.
"Next match: Lira Elion versus Rynar Velin!" A herald's voice boomed, ringing over the murmurs of the crowd.
Lira felt her heart skip. She glanced at Maelin, who gave her a small, encouraging nod. Fluffy padded quietly at her side, whiskers twitching. Lira squared her shoulders and stepped forward. The earth beneath her boots seemed to hum with familiarity, a reminder of her own steady, patient power.
Rynar emerged from the opposite side. Water seemed to ripple around him, subtle waves forming in the air as if drawn from some unseen spring. His eyes were focused, calm, betraying neither fear nor arrogance.
