The Colosseum of the Sky hummed with an energy that defied conventional physics.
Atenzi could feel it thrumming through his very being, the power of Motion responding to the lingering echoes of Ignis's cosmic might.
The arena floor, once reduced to a molten slag by the Unquenchable Blaze, had been rapidly reconstituted through means that even Atenzi's enhanced perception couldn't quite fathom.
As he strode to the center of the arena, Atenzi felt the weight of countless eyes upon him. The spectators, still reeling from the display of power they had witnessed, leaned forward in anticipation. What could possibly follow such an earth-shattering confrontation?
Atenzi's voice, infused with the subtle power of Lashon Kesef, carried to every corner of the vast structure. "Esteemed beings of Naaim and beyond, we have witnessed the clash of cosmic forces beyond mortal ken. But our tournament is far from over."
