Ch 4- Under Control?

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Author's Notes
HELLO ME LOVELIES! Hope you're all having a good day! But again I'd like to apologise because this chapter's going to be a "copy n' paste chapter", Sorry!🙏 but I really didn't want to change much of anything. Anyways without further ado, let us begin!

Tessia's POV
"Water Serpent!" A stream of water circled around Feyrith and soon took the form of a giant snake. "Flood Domain!" Feyrith instantly set off another spell immediately after the water serpent spell formed. Soon, a pool of water rose up to their knees on the arena, and the water serpent dove into the layer of water surrounding both Feyrith and Professor Geist.

Wow! A domain spell! Although he's in the DC, I didn't think he could use a domain spell so effectively and with such ease too.

"Fireball," Professor Geist said to my surprise.The low-tier spell that every fire attribute mage learned formed in Professor Geist's palm but rather than the normal reddish-orange color, the spell glowed a dim blue.

Oh! Blue flames! I raised my head from my fist and looked up again, I thought he was just going to fire some ordinary fireballs, I never thought he could wield blue flames.

The blue fireball shot out of Professor Geist's hand and flew towards poor Feyrith, who had no idea how strong that spell actually was.

"You'll have to do better than that, Professor!" Feyrith confidently flicked his wand up and manipulated the layer of water on the ground to form a thick wall of water in front of him. At the same time, the Water Serpent spell Feyrith conjured erupted out of the water beside Professor Geist and lunged at him.

Our professor enveloped his left arm in a blue flame and braced against the force of Feyrith's spell. As the water serpent struck Professor Geist, a cloud of steam erupted, hiding him from view. Which gave me an idea on, "hmmm" I let out before I quickly noted in my note book, yes yes I'll do that too! But I should continue watching the duel, and review and edit this later looking I thought.

When I looked up again, Feyrith's face paled as he realized he was defenseless against the fireball but he was able to react in time to form another layer of water in front of him to minimize the damage. The duel's going to end soon I though to myself.

"Oof!" The fireball, now reduced to the size of a fingernail by the time it reached Feyrith, still left a hole in the protective uniform he was wearing, knocking him back a couple of steps before he stumbled onto his butt. Ouch.

"Do you surrender?" Professor Geist gave a wide grin as he walked out of the cloud of steam while juggling two more blue fireballs in his hand. Cocky much? I should report this to Grandma Cynthia, this shouldn't be happening. His attitude, and his need to look powerful could lead to students getting injured in the future.

"Y-Yes...I concede." Feyrith had his head down in shame as he trudged back to us, his uniform soaking.

The students were all mumbling about how the DC wasn't that great, doubting whether we actually had the capability to protect them. I was about to slam the table, however Art stopped me again putting his hand on my shoulder. "But Art-" I argued, "Not now." He said, I breathed and he's right. I'll report this later, this 'professor' is just trying to make himself look good.

"You did well, Feyrith." Arthur said, "You did well considering you didn't know what you were up against." He finished. "That's true." I added, "You should always believe that the enemy is always stronger than you." I said, winking at Arthur. He sighed and said "Yes."

"Would anyone else like to volunteer?" he stated while looking at Kathyln and Arthur. Arthur and I were about to raise our hands but was startled when Kathyln suddenly shot up from her seat and spoke. "Please guide me well," she said simply before lightly hopping down into the arena. Me and Arthur just looked at each other and then gazed back at the arena. Let's keep an eye on him this 'duel' from the behaviour he has shown before he could cause something problematic.

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