ELIAS VS. LUCIUS-A BATTLE OF PRIDE
The battlefield was a storm of chaos, magic clashed against steal, students fell one after another, and the air was thick with the scent of burning spells and desperation.
At the centre of it all, Nightshade stood his ground.
He wide the blood from the corner of his mouth, his dark eyes locked onto the golden-haired Warrior across from him- Lucius .
Lucius's smirk was pure arrogance as he twirled his blade, Flames licking around its edge. "I warned you, Nightshade. You got lucky last time. But this? This is where you fall."
Elias exhaled slowly. He couldn't afford to lose. Not here not in front of Seraphina. Not in front of Vladis.
This battle would define his place in the Academy.
THE FIRST STRIKE...
Lucius moved first. A burst of fire exploded Beneath his feet, propelling him forward like a meteor. His Sword came down in a deadly Arc, aiming straight for Elias's shoulder.
Elias barely had time to react. He twisted his body, dodging the strike by a hair's breadth, feeling the sneering heat of The Blade as it passed.
But lucius wasn't done.
A second attack- faster.
Lucius free hand short forward, unleasing a concentrated blast of Golden fire .
BOOM!
Elias threw up his arms, summoning a barrier of swirling darkness, but the impact still sent him skidding backward.
The audience gasped. Lucius was faster, stronger.
But Elias wasn't the same weakling from before.
He steadied himself, eye narrowing . The power inside him- the Arcane king's Bloodline- it was waiting, Pulsing beneath his skin like an untamed beast.
He just needed to unleash it.
SERAPHINA'S WATCHFUL GAZE...
From the stamds, Seraphina vale watched in silence.
Her eyes followed every movement, analysing every detail.
Elias was holding back.
She clenched her fist. Why? Why isn't he using his full power?
Lucius wasn't going to give him time to think.
He was out for blood.
LUCIUS'S RUTHLESS TACTICS...
Lucius flicked his wrist, summoning flaming change that short towards Elias.
"Kneel!" He commanded.
The change wrapped around Elias's limbs, burning into his skin, Forcing him down.
Lucius smeered. "This is where you belong, Nightshade-beneath me."
Elias gritted his teeth. The pain was real, but he refused to yield.
"Wrong," Elias muttered, his voice like ice.
A dark pulse erupted from his body, shuttering the chains in an instant.
Lucius's smirk faltered. "What?"
Elias stepped forward, shadows swirling around him. " I don't kneel to insects."
The energy within him was no longer waiting.
It was awake.
ELIAS AWAKENS...
The ground trembled.
A chilling black aura erupted around Elias, swirling like a living storm. His eyes darkened, glowing with a faint, eerie blue.
The audience fell silent.
This was different.
Even lucius staggered back.
Elias lifted his hand, and in a flash, a black spear of pure energy materialized in his grip.
Lucius's eyes widened. "Thats-"
Elias didn't let him finish.
With a flick of his wrist, he hurled the spear.
It pierced through Lucius's flames like they were nothing.
Lucius barely dodged, but the attack sent him crashing into the ground .
For the first time- lucius looked afraid.
THE ARCANE KING'S POWER...
From his Throne above, headmaster Vladis leaned forward.
"Interesting", he murmured. "So the boy really does carry the Arcane king's Bloodline."
Beside him, an elder mage frowned. "Should we intervene? If that power is unleashed furthur the consequences-"
Vladis raised a hand. "Not yet. Let's see if he can control it."
THE FINAL CLASH...
Lucius roared, fury overcoming gear.
"You think you're better than me I'll burn you to ashes!"
He summoned a vortex of Golden fire, a technique so powerful that the air itself shimmered from the heat.
Elias, however, remained calm.
He raised his hand.
And with another word, he Crushed The Flames with pure will alone.
Lucius froze.
" impossible..."
Elias vanished-then reappeared right in front of him.
A single strike- Swift, precise, Unstoppable.
Lucius's body crashed into the ground, motionless.
The crowd erupted.
Elias Nightshade won.