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Chapter 26 - Final Round

The match continued for several more hours as various competitors stepped onto the battlefield to prove their magical prowess. Levi and Mark had finished their matches and were watching from the sidelines, eagerly observing the remaining battles.

Levi and Mark sat side by side, their eyes glued to the ongoing battles. The arena was packed with spectators, all of them cheering on their favorite fighters. The air was charged with excitement, and the energy in the arena was palpable.

"They are quite strong," Levi said, nodding toward the competitors on the battlefield.

Mark nodded in agreement, his eyes trained on the match unfolding in front of them. Two young mages were facing off against each other, both of them skilled in the art of magic. They moved around each other, their wands at the ready, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

Suddenly, one of the mages shouted out a spell, and a burst of flames shot toward his opponent. The other mage reacted quickly, conjuring up a shield of water to extinguish the flames. The crowd roared with approval, impressed by the mage's quick thinking.

Levi and Mark watched intently as the two mages continued to battle. They were evenly matched, each one countering the other's spells with ease. The battle was intense, and both mages were sweating profusely as they fought.

As the match drew on, it became clear that the mage with the flaming attack was starting to tire. His movements were becoming slower and more erratic, and he was having trouble dodging his opponent's spells.

Levi leaned in closer to Mark, his eyes never leaving the battle. "Looks like he's running out of steam," he said quietly.

Mark nodded, his eyes scanning the battlefield. He watched as the other mage seized the opportunity and launched a powerful spell, knocking his opponent off balance.

With a swift motion, the mage raised his wand and shouted out the final spell. "Thunderbolt!"

A bolt of lightning shot out from the end of his wand, striking his opponent and sending him tumbling to the ground.

The crowd erupted into applause as the victorious mage took a bow, his wand raised triumphantly in the air. Levi and Mark joined in the cheering, impressed by the mage's skill and determination.

As the competitors filed out of the arena, Levi and Mark stood up from their seats. They were both feeling a mixture of excitement and nervousness as they waited for the next round of matches.

Levi turned to Mark, a determined look on his face. "I'm ready for this," he said.

Mark smiled back, feeling a surge of confidence. "So am I," he replied.

As the crowd continued to buzz with excitement, the referee stepped forward to make an announcement. "Audience, the participants for the next round have been determined, and there will be eight participants for the next round," he declared.

Levi and Mark exchanged a look of anticipation. They were both eager to see who they would be up against in the next round. The referee began to read out the names of the competitors, and the tension in the arena grew thicker with each announcement.

The crowd grew silent as the referee cleared his throat and began to speak. "Ladies and gentlemen, the names of the competitors for the next round are about to be called. Please remain quiet until all the names have been announced."

The tension in the arena was palpable as everyone waited with bated breath. The competitors for the next round would be the cream of the crop, the strongest and most skilled mages in the competition. It was going to be a fierce battle, and everyone knew it.

Levi and Mark stood at the edge of the arena, their eyes fixed on the referee as he began to call out the names of the competitors. The first few names were announced, and the crowd erupted into cheers and applause. But Levi and Mark remained focused, waiting for their turn.

Finally, the referee called out their names, and they stepped forward, walking confidently onto the battlefield. The arena erupted into a chorus of cheers and applause, and Levi and Mark basked in the glory of the moment.

As they stepped onto the battlefield, they surveyed their opponents, sizing them up and trying to anticipate their moves. There were some familiar faces in the crowd, other mages they had faced in previous battles.

The arena was charged with energy, and Levi and Mark could feel the eyes of the spectators on them. They knew they had a lot to prove, and they were determined to show the world what they were made of.

As they made their way toward the center of the arena, Levi saw someone approaching from the corner of his eye. It was Jameson, his longtime rival. Jameson had a smirk on his face as he approached Levi.

"I will defeat you today, Levi," Jameson said, his voice filled with confidence.

Levi raised an eyebrow, unfazed by Jameson's taunt. "We'll see about that," he replied coolly.

Mark stepped forward, sensing the tension between the two mages. "Come on, guys, let's just focus on the match," he said, trying to diffuse the situation.

Levi and Jameson glared at each other for a few moments longer, then turned their attention back to the arena.

The referee cleared his throat and announced, "Let's welcome, the competitors for the final round!" The crowd erupted into cheers and applause as the eight competitors stepped forward, including Levi, Mark, and Jameson.

Levi felt a surge of excitement and nervousness wash over him. He had trained long and hard for this moment, and now he was just one step away from the championship. But he also knew that the competition would be fierce, and he would have to give it his all if he wanted to win.

The eight competitors stood together in the center of the arena, waiting for the referee's instructions. The tension in the air was almost palpable, and Levi could feel his heart pounding in his chest.