As Eamon and Lena launched their final assault, Seraphina braced herself, her eyes narrowing in determination. She summoned a wall of ice to block Eamon's sword, then countered Lena's fire beam with a surge of dark energy. The arena erupted with a cacophony of clashes and explosions as the three combatants pushed themselves to their limits.
But just as it seemed the battle could go either way, a sudden change swept through the arena. The ground began to tremble, sending shockwaves rippling through the air. The spectators gasped in alarm as fissures appeared in the ground, and the very fabric of reality seemed to warp and twist.
"What's happening?" Lena cried out, her voice barely audible over the chaos.
Eamon glanced around, his expression grim. "I don't know, but we need to finish this fast!"
Seraphina, too, looked unsettled by the sudden upheaval. "We don't have much time," she said, her voice urgent. "Let's end this now."
