Meanwhile, in the higher seats of the audience, two elders, Adrian Sunfire from the Blazing Sun Sect and Evander Skyborne from the Sky Wing Sect, engaged in a heated argument, their voices filled with mockery and disdain.
Elder Adrian, with a smug grin, turned to Elder Evander and taunted, "Well, well, Evander. It seems that your precious Sean couldn't handle the heat. Looks like the power of fire reigns supreme, as expected."
Elder Evander's eyes narrowed, his voice laced with sarcasm as he retorted, "Oh, Adrian, how amusing. It appears that your fire may burn brightly, but it lacks the subtlety and finesse of the wind. A gust of wind is all it takes to extinguish your flames."
Elder Adrian laughed mockingly, his voice carrying across the seating area. "Subtlety and finesse, you say? Don't make me laugh, Evander. Your wind may be gentle, but it lacks the raw power and ferocity of fire. It's no wonder Sean couldn't stand a chance against Fran."