Kaelen gave Sofia a nod of encouragement as she ascended the stage, her grip tightening around the ornate scepter that had been her faithful companion throughout the tournament. "You can do this," Kaelen said firmly, his gaze steady and reassuring.
Sofia offered him a brief, grateful smile before her eyes steeled with determination as she turned to face Julian. The air between them was thick with tension, the arena humming with anticipation. The audience sat in silence, awaiting the clash between two formidable talents.
Julian, standing tall with an almost indifferent expression, unsheathed his blade. His movements were graceful yet lethal, and the ease with which he carried himself exuded a quiet but palpable arrogance. Sofia raised her scepter, channeling her magic into it, ready to unleash the light and ice magic that had brought her this far.
"Begin!!"
