"….Trust me that'll never happen LITTLE brother." Indra spoke with a fierce expression, his will to fight reaching beyond the limits of containment. Now it was time for the real battle to begin, no more testing the waters and holding back their trump cards.
The air around the arena shifted as though a breeze had entered the duelling space. An invisible storm slowly grew around Frost and Indra as they relinquished their restraints. Their auras flooded throughout their bodies before impacting their surroundings with devasting ferocity. If Nanna or Loki were nearby their bodies would instantly collapse from their pressure, their hearts overwhelmed by primal fear. Thankfully the two duelling were actually the weakest in the space therefore the observers merely smiled with interest as their powers washed over them. At their level Frost and Indra were akin to children…..cute to watch but posed very little danger.
