"Who do you think will win? Is it our young prodigy, Eru, a wielder of both Aura and Magic? Or will it be our wandering spellsword, Freya Nightingale?" the man in a fancy suit hyped up the atmosphere; he spread his arms wide, inviting reactions from the crowd in the audience stand. The crowd responded in kind as they continued their cheering from the audience stand. Meanwhile, both Eru and Freya Nightingale were still circling the colosseum's arena, formulating plans inside of their heads. Suddenly, Freya Nightingale crossed her twin swords. Blue and a red light appeared on each of Freya Nightingale's swords as she slashed them towards Eru.