Trick For Success

The roar of the crowd filled the grand arena, their anticipation thick in the air as Ashfelt Zephyr and Leera of the Asura Spirit Academy faced each other across the battlefield. 

The stark contrast between the two fighters was immediately evident—Ash, lean and agile, his expression carefully composed, and Leera, standing tall and unyielding, her muscular frame encased in layers of earthen armor that pulsed with latent power.

Ash could feel the weight of the fight before it even began. 

Leera's reputation preceded her; she was a walking fortress, blending raw power with endurance that seemed limitless. Unlike Fey, who had overwhelmed him with precise control and relentless ice, Leera embodied the sheer brute force of the earth itself.

"Fighters, ready!" Beatrice Lampshade's voice boomed through the arena.

Ash took a deep breath, flexing his fingers as a soft breeze circled around him, his Medium-Grade Wind Spirit shimmering faintly at his side.