*Zelde*
"This is a bad match up, perhaps the worst ever. I mean, a weak ice mage versus a strong fire mage? Seriously?" Ayawamat said from the seat behind me. "That weak heir of ours will surely lose to their crown prince."
Lei shook his head. "Wanikiya might have the disadvantage, but he isn't going down without a fight."
I lowered my gaze to the two future leaders.
"Begin!"
Wanikiya shivered as Boukyaku stared him down. "Are you ready?" Boukyaku said, grinning.
Wanikiya nodded. "Ice..."
Boukyaku had flipped him on his back before he knew it.
Wanikiya yelled out in pain. The heir of Kyuu Seishin let go of him. "Are you okay?"
He got up. "I'm fine," he said angrily. "Remember that this is a match, not some friendly duel!"
"Matches don't need be bitter. Many allow them to be, though. Especially for this kind event. Ultimately, I beleive that one should enjoy the games." The prince took a deep breath. "Ignis Draco!" A fire dragon slammed Wanikiya into the barrier.
"What a weakling," some members in the audience muttered. "He's nothing like those girls who came before him," others said.
"Is he even trying?" more people said. Several people began to boo.
Ayawamat covered his eyes with his hands. "Ugh, that fool. What is he doing down there?"
"Wanikiya, get up!" Lei yelled as he jumped out of his chair.
Wanikiya did as Lei said. "Damn it! Cader per Glacium!" A sheet of ice enveloped the floor. Wanikiya smiled and snapped his fingers. "Fall!" The ice beneath Boukyaku shattered, sending him falling back in an avalanche of ice and frozen stone and earth.
"Yes," Lei shouted. "Go Wanikiya!"
Wanikiya turned to look at us and smiled. His eyes for a moment seemed determined. "Ice Dragon!" An ice dragon emerged from the icy floor and head for the hole. Flames came pouring out of the hole, burning off the dragon's head.
Boukyaku grinned. "So you have some backbone after all! Ignis." Small flames sent Wanikiya falling back. The ice under his own feet began to crack.
"My spell," he yelled. He closed his eyes and stopped his 'Cader Per Glacium'.
He fell to his knees. "I lost."
"That's it? You're giving up already?" Boukyaku snapped. He crossed his arms, his face looking both upset yet calm. "You lack something Wanikiya. A man like you can never hope to be the leader of a nation, no matter what kind of political system it has. However, you still have time to grow to become a determined, and intelligent young man." He held out his hand to him.
Wanikiya kept his eyes down and slapped his hand away. "I don't need pity! Especially not from a Kyuu Seishinian!" He stood up and pushed Boukyaku away. Ice formed on Boukyaku's chest.
"Wanikiya stop!" Yen yelled.
"It's over, come here before you embarrass us any further!" Ayawamat yelled.
"Shut up! I haven't lost yet! It has yet to be officially declared!" he said furiously. Cold air leaked from his body, freezing the arena anew. "Even if it already has I will still take down this man!" He formed a lance out of ice in his right. He swung it around and slashed the air, causing hail to pour down on them.
"You've gone mad," Boukyaku said, shaking his head. He looked up at the hail. Each pelt melted away as it touched him. "Give up! It's useless at your current state."
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Aspiration to the Heavens: Becoming the Supreme Mage Vol 2- Descent of Darkness
FantasíaBook 2 of the original ln series, 'Aspiration to the Heavens: Becoming the Supreme Mage'. The fate of Xeleria hangs in the balance as darkness threatens to consume all that Nyima and her friends cherish. As the umber forces advance, Nyima, Lei, and...