Reunions and Healing

The sect had barely settled from the shocking conclusion of the Elder Summit's Martial Tournament, but that didn't stop the Lightning Sect from celebrating the spectacle that had just unfolded.

Every tavern, every street, and every dining hall across the sect's headquarters was alive with the roar and jubilation of disciples and elders alike, the occasional crackle of Lightning mana igniting the air as spirits ran high. Drinks flowed freely, the halls filled with cheers as the personal disciples and sect members relived Lassim's fight over and over, some still convinced that they had hallucinated what they had witnessed.

"Two attacks! The guy threw out two attacks, and Raizan was just gone!"

"Not just gone, the guy disappeared for a second! You saw it! The void just swallowed him! And then Lassim spat him back out like he changed his mind about erasing him!"