All the participants had taken their places in their own combat ring, the fight was about to begin and Celia felt the adrenaline rushing through her veins.
Liam saw that her smile was widening and he still preferred to remind her: "Cel, remember, level ten mages are no jokes, so strike fast and hard like that he will not try anything against you."
Celia wanted to laugh but she restrained herself, she said to him confident in her own skill: "Liam even though he's a level ten mage, his cumulative points were thirty five points, what do you think a person with such poor mastery over his spiritual energy can do to me, do not worry and enjoy the show, it will be sorted out very quickly."
Liam sighed and let her get ready, that was all Celia, careless, fearless and smart enough to know what to do in whatever situation she was in, he should stop worrying about this girl it was a waste of his energy.
