The contest between mages was a different sort of showcase. Much like how two swordsmen gave respect in their fight, June and Gene stood twenty paces away from each other. Their faces were solemn, at least Gene's was, as the elf gave him the choice to attack first.
This was mighty arrogant to let a mage give the charge first, as mages were known for their destructive forces. Although Gene claimed to be an Elementalist, his power of lightning was pretty great.
"Don't hold back, boy," Elder Vess told the kid. "You too, June. Show him what he lacks."
Gene licked his lips, his staff glowing in a deeper shimmer, while June simply nodded. She had no wand, staff, or other magical items on her person, perhaps only the earrings and her enchanted robe, but she looked solemnly confident.
