The grains of sand he manipulated, danced im the air to build itself into sand people, bowing and curtsying before the mirage of sand people waltzed in circles.
Dirlu enjoyed watching the sand waltz before it was cut short by Astrid's swing.
Astrid brought down her scythe again and missed. This went on for a while and Astrid was getting out of breath.
There has to be a way to stop him. Astrid panted as sweat drizzled down her forehead.
"Are you done now?" Chris asked her leaning on a wall that he made appear.
Astrid glared into the laughing man's face. No matter how much she swung her scythe, no matter how many hits she calculated and aimed, Chris was always out of reach. Always one step ahead of her.
Chris was the mole that kept teleporting from one spot from another. She wanted to leave a mark, a bruise, anything to wipe the smug look off his face.
She frowned and stepped back from him, anger bubbling inside her from his last statement. "Am I done now? What exactly do you take this for?"
His lips curled into a seductive smile. "A 'friendly spar'. Just like you wanted." He winked at her.
Octavia gushed at how handsome Chris is.
"That's Chris for ya, he won't waste a chance to woo the ladies." Tony put his hands behind his nape. "If only he'd stop being a show off."
"How long has it been?" One of the spectators asked.
"Four minutes. Why?" Another spectator asked.
"I'm getting hungry, I wanna see if the hot chick is gonna hit him or not?"
"Nah, I doubt it. The only way she could land a hit is if he got paralyzed somehow."
Octavia overheard the conversation and had an idea.
"Stop him, Astrid!" Octavia shouted.
Stop him? How? I can use her powers to revert the damage to a minimum and slow him down. That's it! Astrid had an idea and let out a smirk.
Chris was curious to know what changed her mood. Unless she had a trick up her sleeve.
Astrid twirled her scythe in one hand and slammed it to the floor, a rush of wind waving the tips of her hair. Her eyes glinted a powerful yellow while the air around them was quickly sucked of warmth. She let loose the peak of her ability; time reversal.
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COLISEUM
FantasíaAn invitation to partake at a fighting tournament attracts the attention of fighters from different dimensions and universes as they crossover to compete in a massive Coliseum of epic proportions to fight against anonymous adversaries. A tournament...
