The Weight of the Throne (4)

The very air trembled as the two domains clashed, their opposing laws battling for supremacy. The ground beneath them quaked, deep fissures splitting through the reinforced arena floor as raw power surged outward.

Mankhaura's domain roared, the nine floating boulders orbiting him like celestial bodies, each infused with his essence. The brownish aura around them pulsed in rhythm with his heartbeat, the sheer weight of his authority pressing against everything within his range. The earth was his to command—absolute domination.