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"ATHENA!"
"ATHENA!"
"ATHENA!"
"ATHENA!"The man made of rock slams against the tall concrete wall hard, layered in metal creating an enormous dent and causing pieces to fall.
I push one hand out and let out a bolt of green energy.
He dodges it, the flame hits the hole previously made as he continues sprinting towards me.
I throw another bolt.
And another.
He throws boulders at me which I dodge.
I run towards him and jump over his head, kicking his head to flip over him, then land behind him, sliding a bit.
He turns around and throws a punch with his rock fist which I grasp with my green flame. Another one, I squat down to dodge it.
I kick him in the leg and he finally collapses, this time not getting back up.
He explodes, rocks go flying in different directions. The front row gasp, cheer and step back in surprise.
He then shrinks back to his normal size. From nine feet tall to around five. The stones on his body disappear, as if melted into his skin.
His ability, stone. He can morph into a man of stone and produce it as well. "Yield!" He pants.
"He yields!" The intercom echos through the arena.
His platinum blond hair is soaked in sweat and laid across his face, stuck to his forehead. The red blood I caused him slowly begins to appear and drips down his temples as the chanting continues.
"Another win by Athena!" The voice in the intercom shouts.
Cheers are heard. Lights flash. Emerald green and golden smoke explode from the bleachers as his violet eyes bore into me.
I adjust the dark green piece of cloth covering the bottom half of my face, and brush back the curly light brown hair babyhairs off my forehead as the bleached ends stick to my dirty armor.
Currently evening, it's not as hot as it usually is throughout the day. The sun is dimmed with the afternoon purple clouds.
I stand in the center of the arena as everyone watches me in victory. I raise my fist in the air as colored smoke continues to explode around me and the cheering continues.
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