Apollo steadily and calmly stepped onto the tenth platform. As he took that crucial step, the entire Rose Clan watched him with a mix of expectation and anxiety. He was their strongest contender—if he failed, Matheo wouldn't stand a chance, and their journey would come to an abrupt end.
But their worries proved unnecessary. The moment Apollo set foot on the platform, an icy aura enveloped him, clashing fiercely with the scorching flames that surged to block his path. Yet the flames couldn't penetrate the icy shield surrounding him. Unfazed and composed, Apollo walked forward, the frost repelling the flames as if they were nothing more than a passing breeze.
He crossed the platform effortlessly, his expression unreadable, as if the opposing elements were beneath his notice. The onlookers from the Rose clan let out a collective sigh of relief, their anxiety melting away.
