On one side of the arena stood the Rainbow Butterfly, a figure of nobility grace who wielded various elemental magics. Her flowing robes shimmered with vibrant colors, reflecting the hues of a thousand butterflies.
These butterflies were no mere decoration. They were extensions of her magics, each representing a different elemental force.
Opposite her stood the Scarlet Swordsmaster, a figure of raw fiery power. His presence alone seemed to ignite the air around him, and his crimson armor reflected the inferno that lay within.
The contrast between them was stark. The natural, fluid grace of the Rainbow Butterfly and the fiery intensity of the Scarlet Swordsmaster.
"Be careful of my fire as I am so hot, Miss Cai. You might burn in the heat without any escape." Richard tried to flirt with his opponent. He winked with a flower in his mouth.
