The huge creature continued to tower over the arena, its hard, glossy scales reflecting the light like a polished mirror. Each movent sent vibrations through the ground, making the floor tremble.
The audience could not tear their eyes away from the colossal beast. Even the bravest among them felt their hearts race as they stared at the serpent, its re presence enough to send a chill down their spines.
Abir stood confidently under the protection of the beast he had summoned, no longer frustrated by the his previous failures. Pride swelled on his face as he raised his arms high, proudly displaying his borrowed power to the crowd.
"Let's see how fast you can run away!" His voice bood across the arena, mocking and filled with arrogance.
The creature hissed. The sound was thunderous. It echoed through the air, so loud it shook the water around the stage. This creature was no longer just an animal; it was a force, alive with an increasing amount of killing intent.
'Let's see if I can hold my own using just enhancent,' he thought, feeling the familiar surge of power building in his fingertips. His body vibrated with energy, ready for whatever ca next.
The serpent struck first. It launched itself forward with an unexpected speed for it's size.
Before anyone could react, its massive mouth clamped down where Asher had stood. But he was already gone.
SWOOSH!
Asher reappeared several ters away, sliding across the arena floor. Its massive head slamd into the ground, smashing the floor into rubble. Rocks and debris flew into the air, and the protective barrier surrounding the spectators blink in and out, shielding them. Stay connected through My Virtual Library Empire
Abir's smug smirk never faltered. He raised his staff, pouring more energy into the summon beast, urging it forward .
The creature's movents beca even more dangerous as it attacked again. This ti, it swung its tail with such force that the air around it rippled and bend. The strike hit the ground with the force of a crashing boulder, sending chunks of the arena floor flying.
Asher dodged, flipping backward to avoid the tail, landing lightly on his feet. But he didn't have ti to celebrate. Its head ca down with crushing force, its fangs gleaming, its intent clear: it would not stop until it had him.
He leaped again, narrowly escaping the strike.
'I can't just keep dodging,' Asher thought, his muscles coiling like springs, ready to act. He bent his knees, vanishing in a blur of motion. In the next instant, he reappeared a few ters away from Abir, but the serpent was able to react.
Its scales vibrated ominously before shattering, sending a storm of razor-sharp shards in all directions.
Asher instinctively raised a hand, a defensive spell already forming around him. His body flickered with a blue glow as the protective shield solidified into place.
BOOM!
The shards slamd into the glowing barrier, sparks flying with each impact. He could feel the energy in the air as the fragnts bounced off, their montum disrupted by his barrier. Without the spell, his body would have been torn to pieces.
Seizing the opportunity, the serpent lunged with its massive jaws wide open. Fangs glead like polished daggers, dripping venom that sizzled as it hit the ground.
Still mid-air, he shifted his weight. With a powerful kick against the empty space, he created a burst of air pressure that propelled him sideways. The maneuver was sharp, narrowly avoiding the snapping jaws that ca dangerously close to his leg.
Asher's eyes flicked back to the beast. Its glowing eyes locked onto him, and it let out an irritated hiss before rearing back.
In a split second, it unleashed a deadly stream of venom, its tail whipping back as it propelled the liquid forward with terrifying speed.
The venom sliced through the air like a deadly whip, striking the ground with a hiss. Every surface it touched lted instantly, leaving bubbling craters in its wake.
THUD!
Asher landed lightly on his feet, his body tense as he took a mont to assess the situation.
'This thing is even stronger than Kitsune's avatar,' he thought, his mind working quickly to formulate a new plan. It was a bold evaluation, especially considering how powerful she was.
Abir's smile widened, confidence radiating from him. He felt invincible. The summon demanded a significant amount of energy to sustain, but the sheer number of artifacts he carried ensured he could maintain it for at least ten more minutes—plenty of ti to secure his victory.
"Is that all you've got?" Abir's voice dripped with disdain. "All that speed, and you're still running like a scared rabbit. Pathetic!"
The serpent hissed in agreent, its coils tightening as it prepared for another strike.
"You talk big before, but now?" Abir chuckled, spreading his arms as though addressing the entire arena. "Now you're just scrambling. Show us sothing worth our ti!"
Asher's expression remained calm, though the corner of his mouth twitched slightly. He wasn't one to act arrogant, and his opponent had been the one hurling insults at him from the start, looking for an excuse to pick a fight.
It didn't take much thought to figure out why. Jealousy, most likely.
Abir was clearly interested in Lucia—a thought that made Asher question his opponent's sanity.
But there was no ti to dwell on his enemy's poor taste in won. This fight had already dragged on far too long.
He took a deep breath, and began to chant a spell.
"Gladius Ignis."
As the final syllable left his lips, blue fire erupted from his hand. At first, the flas were wild and chaotic, flickering in every direction. But slowly, they began to settle, their movents becoming more controlled. The fire started to take shape, coalescing into the rough outline of a sword. Even in its incomplete form, the weapon looked scary.
Then, sothing unexpected happened. The flas didn't just stabilize—they began to condense, tightening around the sword's form. The fire flickered less, becoming more defined, until it crystallized, transforming into sothing that resembled glass.
The weapon glead, its surface smooth and reflective. It was no longer just a fla.
Asher swung the sword with a casual motion. A burst of blue fire shot forward in a wide arc, its power crackling through the air like a flathrower. The heat was intense, scorching everything in its path.
"Impossible!" Lucia gasped, her eyes wide with disbelief.
She was a master of fla elent, and she could imdiately recognize the level of skill that went into the spell. Creating a fla sword was impressive enough, but crystallizing it? That was on a whole new level.
She could only co close to such mastery —when she was in her mountain goat form, relying on an artifact to enhance her flas. But Asher had done it without any help. He had created the sword entirely on his own.
It ant he had reached a level where he no longer needed artifacts. He had beco a force to be reckoned with, one who could wield arcane arts on a scale that few could comprehend.
'Who is he really?' she wondered, her mind racing with questions. 'And how did he master such a spell?'
The more she watched him, the more questions swirled in her mind.
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