"I was not just any Archmage," Valtheris declared, his voice carrying a deep resonance. "I was the Golden Duke, master of Metal Magic, a force unmatched in the kingdom's history."
He extended his hand, a massive spear of glimmering silver metal forming instantly and shooting toward Leon. "You, a pitiful fool who hasn't even reached the rank of Grand Mage, think you can defeat me?"
Leon smirked, twirling his staff with a confident flourish. "You know, I was wondering why this was so easy up until now." His aura shifted as magic began to swirl around him, potent and destructive.
"Guess what? I wasn't exactly using my real magic either," Leon said, his voice filled with determination. A fiery glow erupted from his staff as he activated Destruction Magic, its immense power radiating through the room.