All the twatvajivis exploded with an ear-splitting boom. Under the sammohan curse, lightning, fire,water, and ether churned together to form a giant tornado. The entire arena shook as a giant fissure ran like a serpent across it.
The crowd watched, mouths agape with incredulity. The seemingly unbreakable prison had been shattered so easily.
Guha couldn't help but pinch his fellow apprentice to make sure he wasn't dreaming. And he wasn't because the guy cried out with pain, throwing a dagger look at him.
Since when did his friend become so powerful? Though Guha had never witnessed two apprentices fighting, he was sure their fight wouldn't be too different from this.
The shock waves of the explosion had split the earth's chest. He could see ether wind ripping space around Ishit, whose body was ablaze, making him look like a son of Uddor, who dwelt in Asharar.
