Elliot's arrogance

The onlookers could see dozens of teenage magicians duking it out on the arena, a scene far different, far less peaceful from when it was only Elliot against Linda and her friends. Swords and daggers clashed with each other, and at the same time, explosions of fire and wind seared the air. Wind fueled the flame, making them reach the sky.

The clouds above the emerald Mountain scattered, and even the dark skies got lit up by the flames.

Elliot, Theo, and John stood in the center of the arena, patiently waiting for the number of the participants to dwindle. The golden hand above their heads protected them from the shockwaves of the battles being taken place in the arena.

"Shouldn't we be doing something?" John asked in a loud voice as the booming sounds of explosions, as well as the clanking sounds of swords clashing against spears, were coming from the surrounding areas and making it harder for one to hear words spoken out of another person's mouth.