Winner Over Losers (1)

Red and Ari were a bit wind up from their speedy ascent to the topmost level. There were flashes and sparks to their right and they saw Noelle and Marco was struggling to keep up with Nickolai's light speed attacks.

He had his sword out and was like an angel dancing in the air.

How he was able to stay afloat, Red couldn't find any logical reasons aside from they were all capable of magic. And perhaps his magic was so advance and powerful that he could fly in the air at high altitudes like it was something he did every day.

Stella Marie was sitting proudly on the throne and she had this look that only mature people and grown-ups do. A kind of proud yet smug look that was a question how her cherub face could even pull off perfectly.

Red was beginning to doubt if Stella Marie was really someone who was young or was she the kind of faey who could manipulate her physical appearance to a child and make the others see her less of a threat?