Zareth, Royal Arena.
The golden bell rang.
Immediately, pressure exploded in the center of the arena.
A blast of invisible force surged from the silver-haired leader of Black Emirates
"Push!."
Cid, Elias, Myra and Ryn were flung backwards like ragdolls.
Cid flipped mid air and landed hard.
"Shit..!"
No time to think. The second enemy moved, a wiry girl with dark eyes.
"Pull..!"
Elias felt his center of mass jerk forward. His legs dragged against his will.
"Aura Power: Remote Compression!" he shouted.
The ground beneath him condensed, anchoring him before he was yanked across the field.
"Two types of Force manipulation?" Elias growled. "Exactly what was written in the paper."
From the right, a massive muscular student stomped forward, arms raised.
"Shield!"
A dome of energy erupted from his fists, surrounding his entire team.
Myra launched a blast of wind, but it dispersed uselessly.
"Are you guys tortoises?" she shouted. "They are turtling!"
Cid narrowed his eyes.
"No," he muttered, "they are waiting."
That's when the fourth one struck.
Flames ignited in a spiral. Bright orange and scorching.
"Aura Power: Ignition Spiral!"
A cone of fire blasted across the field from inside the shield.
The Pull-user yanked Myra into it's path.
"Myra!"
BOOM!
She was hit but...
As the smoke was dispersing.
"Don't worry, guys, I'm okay."
She'd wrapped herself in Wind Aura. Just enough to dull the burn.
She rose and clapped her hands.
"Aura Power: Wind Spasm!"
A shockwave of air burst out, disorienting the Pull-user.
Ryn stepped forward beside her, holding a katana.
His Aura formed around the sword.
"Dragon Dance Sword Style: Slice and Dice."
He sliced the shield around Team 4 till it broke, and the Shield dome cracked.
Elias didn't wait.
He surged forward, body low, and struck the weakened barrier.
BOOM!
It shattered.
Now exposed, the Black Emirates team scattered.
Cid's eyes tracked each of them instantly.
"Elias, let's follow the plan. You handle Push."
"The Fire user is mine."
"He's a walking target. Big Aura. Big ego. I'm better."
Elias smirked.
"Don't die."
Fight Breaks Into Duels
Cid vs Fire
The Fire-user launched another spiral of flames.
Cid dashed sideways, too fast to follow, his Aura wrapping around his legs for speed.
His coat sizzled at the edges. That had been close.
Cid yanked his gun out. He started shooting while dodging, finishing a whole mag.
The Fire user started laughing as the bullets hit him.
"Using a gun in a Power tournament? You are really weird, aren't you? Cid."
"Well, you can't dodge forever!"
"Not planning to."
Cid raised both hands, pieces of shot bullets and brass shells hovered midair, glowing with Aura.
"Aura Power: Absolute Hands!"
The pieces flew, weaving around the flames. They cut through the spiral, dispersing the heat.
The Fire-user panicked.
A flame whip lashed out, nicking Cid's shoulder, burning fabric and skin. He didn't flinch. Just walked through it. Then...
Cid was in his face... it was all a distraction.
Dagger pressed to his throat.
"Ashen Lose, huh?" Cid muttered. "Cool name. Guess the name already told you what will happen."
His mouth opened. No words. Just regret.
"Out."
The boy surrendered.
The crowd started cheering.
"It's now a Four vs Three, can Team 4 win?!" the commentator shouted.
"Three years ago, I couldn't dodge that. Thanks, Yami." Cid thought.
Myra vs Pull
As the arena broke into chaos and team members separated into their duels, Myra squared off against the Pull-user, a lean girl with a cold smile.
"I take it you are Myra," the Pull-user said.
"No Sunade, I am your worst nightmare."
Aura flared from both of them.
"You're light," the girl smirked. "That's your mistake."
"Pull!"
Myra's body jerked forward, her heels left the ground as an invisible hook yanked her toward Sunade's outstretched hand.
Myra's palms clapped together.
"Aura Power: Wind Spiral!"
A burst of compressed air exploded around her, kicking her back mid-pull, halting the forced motion.
She landed hard, one knee on the ground.
The Pull-user flicked two fingers.
"Aura Power: Multi-point Drag!"
Arms, chest, waist... All pulled in towards Sunade.
Muscles strained. Aura flared around Myra like a heat haze.
"Not bad," she muttered. lips bleeding. "But you're just playing tug of war."
She raised both arms.
"Aura Power: Cyclone!"
Wind exploded around her in a dome, buffering every pull. Her body floated just above the ground now, moving on compressed air pressure, not muscles.
Then she dashed forward, fast.
The Pull-user flicked her hands again, trying to yank Myra off course, but Myra rode her own vortex, like skating across a storm.
Sunade was within arm's reach.
The girl panicked.
"A.P.: Full Body Drag!" *A.P. is Aura Power
A violent pulse of force surged out to pull Myra off course.
Too late. She realized it the moment Myra vanished from the cyclone.
Myra was not on the mini-cyclone; all that time it was a distraction.
Myra launched forward with a boosted spin, wind corkscrewing around her like a drill.
"Take a nap."
Her heel slammed into the girl's ribs with a sonic boom, sending her flying ten feet, crashing into the dust.
The Pull-user rolled once and didn't rise.
"Referee moving in! She's unconscious!"
Myra exhaled deeply, her braid whipping behind her.
"Don't assume light means weak," she muttered.
From across the field, Cid glanced at her with confusion.
"She can use three Aura Powers," he thought.
"She has to show me how after this match."
Above the arena, the nobles.
King Edoras watched in silence as Myra delivered a cyclone heel-kick, knocking the Black Emirates' Pull-user unconscious.
His fingers tapped once on the armrest.
"So the girl from Red Spire has finesse. I expected more brute force from their style."
Behind him, Soei, the Senate of Whispers.
"No casualties, no arrogance, but coordinated attacks. Team 1 moves like they fought wars, not drills. Especially Cid Eiran."
The king nodded.
"The blind boy. Cid."
He leaned forward.
"I want everything about him. Origin, lineage, instructors. If he was a lab dog, I want to know whose collar he wore."
Soei's eyes gleamed.
"Already begun."
At the back, among the jeweled chairs and velvet fans, murmurs spread.
"Who is he? That one with the dagger?"
"The one who controlled the air around him like invisible hands?"
"I think the girl with Wind is on her own league."
At the edge of the box, Duke Kaelbrand, a warlord and cousin of the king, narrowed his eyes.
"If this is the quality Red Spire brings, I fear what else they're hiding."
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1. Myra Vale
Fighting Style:Fast and agile. She uses wind to move quickly, defend herself, and surprise enemies.
Aura Abilities:
Wind Spasm
Sends out a blast of air in all directions. Knocks enemies back or stops their attacks. Used to break enemy focus and team formation.
Wind Spiral
A ring of wind spins around her. Helps her move lightly on the ground or air.
Used to stay in control while being pulled.
Cyclone (Combo Move)
Combination of Wind Spasm and Wind Spiral.
2. Sunade
Fighting Style:Controls the battlefield by pulling enemies off balance. Precise and tactical, but not good at defense.
Aura Abilities
PullPulls objects or people toward her in a straight line.
Multi-Point DragTargets different parts of the body (arms, legs, torso) and pulls them at once.
Full Body DragSends out a pulling force in all directions.
3. Ashen Lose
Fighting Style:Uses powerful fire attacks to control space and force enemies to stay away. Big power, low precision.
Aura Abilities
Ignition SpiralShoots out a spiral of flames that spreads forward in a cone.Used to attack from long range and break enemy formations.
Flame Whip Forms a whip of fire for mid-range strikes.
]