The sun glistened upon Asterias Everion as his eyes gazed at the crowd. He wondered if the Princess would be watching him. The opponent in front of him was Andre Cassiel. The son of Marquise Cassiel, brother of Veronica Cassiel. He had the same verdant eyes, glowing like emeralds. His caramel-colored tresses were slightly shaggy. Asterias knew that this was the apex of the event and the last battle for today.
Andre's weapon glowed a deep red. The scarlet blade looking as though it had been dipped in rubies, sacrificed by the flame. It glowed as Asterias gave him a smile. The relaxed posture of the younger male becoming glaring.
"Even if you're a prodigy, shouldn't you be taking this more seriously?" Andre asked.
Asterias simply unsheathed his weapon, "Your words are a contradiction."
The older male tsked slightly at his arrogance.
