The air in the arena crackled with tension, the ground beneath James vibrating as if the very earth could sense the culmination of the battle approaching. James stood tall, his body radiating a fierce blue energy that pulsed with the untapped might of his dragonborn heritage. He could feel the raw power coursing through his veins, begging for release, a force so potent it almost frightened him. Almost.
Across from him, Drakarra was still recovering from the shockwave that had thrown her across the arena. The fearsome warrior, who moments ago seemed invincible, now staggered as she regained her footing, her eyes narrowed with rage. Her once calculated movements were now tinged with desperation. Her gaze fixed on James, and for the first time, the self-assured arrogance in her eyes flickered with doubt.
