As I've seen beside my mother and take some snacks, it's slowly taking some notes, and this was harsh, and this moment things get more serious and more tense as the tournament announcer just begins to say who loses and who wins. Technically, this competition is devised for two groups, one full of humans and the other full of elves, so the one who wins in the human part will fight the one who wins in the elf part, and every group has to make at least three matches for me. I finished my first match winning, and I hope my second match will be good because the one who technically will be will not, which means the second match will not look the best because he looks so harsh, I am strong, and my hand is shivering.
I am looking at him. I turn and look at my mother, but suddenly they announce my name for their second round. I get up slowly as I go toward the arena. People are shouting names and nicknames for every player, some of them shouting the nightmare. Slayer, and like something like that for me, I didn't get any nicknames. I am so glad, as I was 6 feet apart from him until he was looking at me so intensely. As I felt the air getting thicker, we let our swords out and put myself in the position. The opponent lunged forward with a swift, controlled strike, aiming for my midsection.
With lightning reflexes, I pivoted to the side, narrowly evading the attack. The air whistled as the blade sliced through, barely missing his torso. He countered with a calculated step back, assessing her opponent's stance while maintaining a firm grip on his sword, ready for the next move. He darted forward, his sword slicing the air with a sharp whistle. I parried the blow, the clash of steel reverberating through the arena. With a swift twist, he countered, his blade arcing in a graceful, calculated motion.
It was hard to hold my sword and control myself enough to trigger the fire magic. Suddenly, all my swords were surrounded by fire. All the people around me were so shocked that I didn't know what the next move would be. He stopped moving at me or toward me and threw my sword on the ground. I tried to control myself because it's banned to use magic, but the tournament announcer stopped me because you seemed to be using magic. "Mia, you have your first strike, and in this competition, if you use magic one more time, you will submit and be defeated. All your respect. We need you to go to the resting room for now because we need to see if anyone gets injured from this burst of magic."
I go back but they didn't let me go toward my mother's day just let me go to a room that have no one there just to rest I try to focus because like I think everything go around and drowned and not nothing worked as if I know I will lose with the boost of anger I hit the wall with my fist knowing how much bad it will be but suddenly someone touched my shoulder was frustration I'd look back not even understand who is this person and I see the fairy King I didn't expect him to be here I was more amused" how to get there and why" he look at me and just rest his shoulder on the wall observed me for some reason" Mia you know I can't feel magic right I feel this verse of Magic that make me go so why because you are a clumsy one and anyway what are you doing and at least say hello how are you"
I roll my eyes just knowing that he feel my magic making more suspicious of this person what in the end I just did last it see if he already got worrying because no one said in front of me in that way" anyway I am now in a competition and I need to win it so they gave me strike because I use magic and someone who technically fight me and so strong and annoying his technique just like playing" the fairy King just look at me and chuckle Softly and I know my face is turning red because I am so flusterated song timer I feel like I want to hit him so badly" why you make things complicated meal think about it if he playing dumb then be smarter features to this way every time you like dodge anything copy his movement because as you are saying it's so randomly so given the same treatment you will end up like you but because he don't have magic he will not get any type of strikes more you will get weaker so yeah"
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Feather Of Love
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