"Begin!" The ref declared.
Yet-
No one moved.
As though they were frozen?
"What's-" Rose paused- she was also in the same ring. But she didn't feel anything- after all, she was behind Mihael.
"They're afraid-" The crab sitting on her neck said. "Girl, there's only one way for you to make through this-"
"That is?"
"Stay low… stay hidden…"
She gulped. "Right!"
Meanwhile-
"So, you're the upstart that's been causing so much chaos," the first boy, Trerortra said. Awfully fair, no wings; but no- he wasn't a lesser. Rather, he was a god- hereditary gods.
In fact, almost all the god candidates were gods.
Mihael smiled. "So? What if I am?"
"Then let's put an end to this and-" One holy sword, and that holy armor- he was ready to slay some demons.
Ironic.
Flash of black- "HAAH!!!" Another boy, Ahisrnae- jumped at Mihael- ready to slash his back but-
Clangh!
It got blocked by an invisible wall.
A barrier?
"You think you can?" MIhael snorted.
Trerortra was fair, he looked like a god, and if it weren't for the whole ministry and the rules, he'd have been a god.
Everyone, even his patron goddess had declared him the strongest of the new gods.
And-
He knew it that he was.
Therefore- he couldn't let this upstart talk trash-
He was the chosen one!
Light gathered in his fingertips- "Flash bullets!" He threw the lights-
Streaks of light blasted through the air, straight for the boy.
For the most part they got deflected by the barrier.
But some did make through- some aimed for his arms and legs-
To left- to right, jumping up, swirling around; as though Mihael was practicing a complex dance, he just dodged everything.
"That all?" Mihael said, tilting his head just slightly.
"Come darkness!" Ashirnae shouted- shrouding his sword in darkness- "HAH!" And slashed at the barrier.
Crack-
Meanwhile-
A certain furry crab had suddenly enlarged itself and threw off three God candidates off the ring!
"Yesh!" Rose squealed in excitement.
"Hey you!" The fifth god candidate, Selisiesta, the most beautiful girl on campus (Self-proclaimed), yelled. "How dare you try to- AHHH!!" She proceeded to be thrown off the ring herself.
"Yesh!" The crab celebrated.
With most of the enemies gone- the crab and the high angel stared around.
"HARHH!!"
"Oh, they're still at it-" Rose paused, watching.
Most of the god candidates had fallen off leaving just four behind.
Mihael, the two competing gods of rank 1 and 2 and that guy who kept shivering in the corner- rank 11.
Trerortra put both his hands up- gathering life energy in small portions from everything around him-
Meanwhile, Ashirnae did the same but instead gathered the chaotic death energy-
Both forming one massive Ball of their own-
"TAKE THIS!" Trerortra yelled, throwing-
Ashirnae didn't scream but he also threw his one straight for Mihael-
Massive elephant sized ball coming from the front- while another one from the back.
And Mihael?
He yawned- standing sideways, spreading his arms- stopping the balls-
"Interesting, however, not good enough-" Mihael flicked his fingers. "Void."
Two small balls of nothing appeared-
Visibly black but-
Perhaps it wasn't-
Both balls sucked both larger balls and once everything was consumed, disappeared.
Trerortra took a step back- shocked- "How?" Breathless- "You're but a lesser-" Eyes going wide, disbelief.
"Now then-" Mihael warped before Trerortra before he could even blink- "I did tell you to come at me like your life depended on it but, frankly, you're a disappointment." A shrug, and a flick of his legs- "Perhaps all the gods of this age are disappointments." He spoke a bit louder than he intended.
Trerortra flew out of the ring, crashing into the wall in the distance.
As for the glaring Ashirnae- he went out on his own. "Tsk!"
"I give, I give!" Meanwhile the 11th candidate was still there in the corner but he gave up too.
Making-
"And our group B winners! Mihael Zable and Alexdandrite Rose Serin!!!"
The crowd wasn't very happy but they did cheer moderately.
A lot of glares made their way to the ring, from the gods above.
"WOOHOO!!!" Sarveisa jumped around and grabbed Mihael, hugging him, still jumping around.
"Calm down-" Mihael managed.
But the eccentric High angel didn't calm down- no.
Rose also proudly stared around-
She noticed some glares form the fallen god candidates but- sure didn't stop her from puffing her nonexistent chest up…
"Let's win tomorrow and we're gods!" Rose laughed out loud. Not a doubt in her mind.
"Given how most of the strongest god candidates lost today, the win's in the bag!" Sarveisa roared.
Meanwhile, Mihael sighed, trying to separate himself from the high angel's chest…
But was it him or did her chest have gravitational prowess?
Pulling him in-
Soft-
Mellow-
So-
Clearing his throat- Mihael warped out of there. "Let's go get lunch."