"Now… let the fight begin!" the emissary declared, his voice booming across the arena.
Linda leapt back lightly, her bow already in hand. Across from her, Tessa drew her blade with a sharp metallic ring, her movements sleek and precise. A few ninjas in the audience chuckled at the sight, their mocking laughter mixing with the roar of the crowd.
The air was heavy with tension—there was no escape now.
I can do this. I can do this. I believe in myself. I can win. Linda repeated the words in her head, steadying her breath, inhaling deeply and exhaling slowly.
Tessa smirked, her stance firm, her eyes locked on her opponent. "A long-range fighter, huh? An elf, right? An elf doesn't stand a chance against a ninja."
"I have to keep my distance. If I do, I'm going to win," Linda whispered to herself as she slid back across the arena floor. She nocked an arrow, wind mana swirling around its shaft, and released. The arrow screamed through the air, faster than the eye could follow.
