Dahlia stepped to the edge of the arena, then paused and turned back toward the God Gym side.
She placed one hand on her hip and smiled brightly.
"Alright," she said loudly, her voice carrying clearly through the arena. "Dear junior brothers and sisters."
A few of the disciples straightened instinctively.
"I’ll show you," Dahlia continued, "the strength of the eldest disciple of God Gym."
She lifted her chin slightly.
"So open your eyes," she said. "And watch carefully."
Rynor laughed. "Damn, she’s fired up."
Rynar crossed his arms. "About ti."
Clara grinned. "Ooo, this is gonna be good."
Seira said nothing, but her eyes followed Dahlia closely.
Garion watched without interrupting.
Dahlia turned back toward the arena and walked forward at an unhurried pace.
Her steps were light, relaxed, like she wasn’t about to fight the strongest opponent Solmira had brought.
She stopped a short distance from Sindral.
Then she smiled.
"Long ti no see, Sindral."
Sindral nodded slowly. "Long ti no see, Dahlia."
His eyes scanned her from head to toe.
"To think," he said, "that a genius of the Draconia Clan is standing here."
Dahlia’s smile faded instantly.
"I’m not from the Draconia Clan anymore," she replied.
Her voice was calm, but sharp.
"That bastard doesn’t deserve to be called my father."
A few murmurs rippled through the Solmira side.
Sindral frowned slightly. "You’re still angry," he said. "Because he let your mother die."
Dahlia’s eyes narrowed.
The temperature around her seed to rise just a little.
Sindral raised one hand quickly. "Alright, slow down."
He exhaled and continued, "But you should know this."
Dahlia didn’t speak.
"After you left," Sindral said, "your father was mocked."
His voice stayed even. "A genius ran away. A princess abandoned the clan."
He t her gaze. "People laughed at the Draconia Clan for failing to keep you."
For a mont, Dahlia was silent.
Then she laughed.
It wasn’t loud. It wasn’t bitter.
Just amused.
"...Is that so?" she said.
She shook her head lightly. "Good."
Her smile returned, sharper this ti.
"That ans I made the right choice."
She rolled her shoulders once, her posture loosening, her body clearly ready to move.
"Enough talking," Dahlia said. "I didn’t co here to discuss the past."
Sindral’s eyes hardened. "Then let’s settle it."
Dahlia raised her hand slightly, fingers curling.
"Exactly," she replied.
The sunlight shone down on both of them.
The arena fell quiet.
---
Sindral took a steady breath and looked straight at Dahlia.
"Dahlia," he said, his voice firm, "you are a genius. I won’t deny that."
He slowly raised one hand, palm open, as if laying out facts.
"But after you ran away," he continued, "you lost everything that mattered."
He looked around the arena briefly, then back at her.
"No clan resources. No secret arts. And God Gym?" He shook his head slightly. "It’s only been ford a little over a year."
So Solmira mbers nodded quietly.
"So at best," Sindral said, "you should only be at the Second Realm."
He straightened his posture, pride clear in his stance.
"And ," he continued, "I’ve already reached the Third Realm."
A few gasps ca from the stands.
"The Domain Realm," Sindral said calmly. "At my age."
Dahlia didn’t interrupt. She just watched him, arms relaxed at her sides.
"I won’t underestimate you," Sindral added. "So I’ll go all out from the start."
He spread his arms.
Light exploded outward.
"[Solar Judgnt]."
The air changed instantly.
A glowing domain spread out from Sindral’s position, stopping at about fifty ters.
The sunlight within it beca sharper, heavier, and more focused.
The ground glowed faintly, and pressure settled over the arena.
Several God Gym disciples frowned.
"That’s a domain..."
Sindral stood at its center, light flowing naturally around him.
"It’s a sha," he said. "If you were a demon, you’d already be weakened."
He lifted his chin slightly.
"But even without that," he continued, "the solar enhancent alone is more than enough."
Dahlia looked around at the domain.
Then she smirked.
"So you really beca a Third Realm cultivator," she said. "Not bad."
Sindral narrowed his eyes. "You’re not surprised?"
Dahlia shrugged. "I expected it."
She looked him straight in the eye.
"It’s true," she said. "I’m still in the Second Realm."
A few Solmira mbers relaxed slightly.
"But," Dahlia continued, her smile widening, "don’t think that ans you can beat ."
She took one step forward.
"The God Gym path," she said clearly, "the [God Physique Cultivation Path], isn’t like yours."
She placed a hand over her chest.
"It lets us fight above our realm."
Sindral’s brow twitched.
"And now," Dahlia said, her voice lowering, "I’ll show you how strong I’ve beco."
Her aura shifted.
A deep, heavy pressure rolled outward.
Cracks spread lightly across the arena floor beneath her feet.
Then it happened.
Sharp horns pushed out from her head, curving back with a faint tallic sheen.
Scales crept along her arms and shoulders.
Large wings unfolded behind her with a slow, powerful stretch, and a thick tail lashed once behind her.
Gasps erupted from both sides of the arena.
"Dragonification?!"
"...How?" he demanded. "How can you already do dragonification?"
Dahlia looked at him and grinned.
"Hehehe," she laughed softly. "That’s a secret."
She rolled her neck once, wings flexing naturally, and tail swaying behind her.
"Now," Dahlia said, her voice steady and confident, "let’s start."
Sindral frowned, eyes fixed on her transford body.
"...I really did underestimate you, Dahlia," he said.
He took a slow breath, steadying himself.
"To think you can already use dragonification," he continued. "The symbol of the Draconia Clan."
His grip tightened.
"I can’t take this lightly anymore."
He straightened his posture, his expression no longer proud but sharp and focused.
"From now on," Sindral said, "I’ll fight you seriously."
He reached to his side and drew his weapon.
A blade of pure light ford in his hand, clean and sharp.
"[Solar Sword]."
The sunlight reacted instantly, flowing toward the weapon as if answering its call.
Several Solmira mbers inhaled sharply.
"That’s an execution sword..."
Dahlia’s lips curved upward.
"Good," she said. "Show ."
She lifted her head, horns catching the sunlight.
"Show just how powerful you’ve beco, Sindral."
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