Early in the morning, on the fourth day of the tournament, Throk and Durin meet.
- Throk: "Hey, Durin, don't let yourself get down! Show everyone what it means to be a true warrior. Your strength and skill are impressive. It's not time to give up now."
- Durin: "Thank you, Throk. Your words mean a lot to me." - He said, blushing slightly. "I just... would love to hear something like that from Midoki himself." - He thought to himself.
- Throk: "You're an incredible fighter, Durin. You don't need anyone but yourself to shine."
- Durin: "I'll do just that. Thank you, Throk." - With a determined smile.
The scene changes to the beginning of the battle, the announcer, with an imposing and energetic voice, echoes through the coliseum, preparing the spectators for the upcoming battle.
- Announcer: "Ladies and gentlemen, prepare for an epic battle that will challenge the forces of nature and the mysteries of the night! On one side, the mistress of the elements, my powers can shape the very earth, water, fire and wind to her will. She is the force of nature personified, the Elemental Mage, Durin!"
A wave of applause and cheers of excitement ripples through the audience.
- Announcer: "And on the other side, the lady of shadows and stars, my powers shine brightest beneath the veil of night. She is the embodiment of twilight, who dominates the battlefield with grace and mystery. Welcome Lady Elara, an Arcanum of the Night!"
The arena quiets, the tension in the air palpable, as the two powerful combatants prepare for the showdown between Durin vs. Lady Elara.
The arena was a vast battlefield, with the ground still scarred from previous battles. As Durin and Lady Elara took their positions, night began to fall, casting long shadows across the area. Elara's presence seemed to intensify the darkness, while Durin, with his fiery hair and eyes glowing like embers, brought a fierce light with him.
Durin, small but imposing in stature, was the first to act. She stretched out her hands and channeled her spiritual ability, Master of the Elements. The ground beneath her feet began to tremble, and with a gesture, she unleashed the Fiery Quake. The earth cracked and rose in flames, advancing toward Lady Elara like a wave of lava.
Lady Elara, with a calm expression, elegantly waved an arm, invoking the Lunar Shadow technique. The shadows around her solidified, enveloping her body, and becoming intangible for a moment. The lava passed through her harmlessly, and when the danger had passed, she revealed herself again, now floating just above the ground, her robes fluttering gently in the night breeze.
Durin, realizing that direct attacks would not be enough, combined the elements of water and wind, creating a Water Storm. A vortex of high-speed water formed, spinning with immense force and advancing towards Elara. The roar of the water tornado echoed throughout the arena, but Lady Elara remained calm.
With a graceful movement, Lady Elara called forth Dark Eclipse. The sky above began to darken rapidly, and the light around her finally faded. The force of Durin's storm was weakened by the darkness, losing its intensity. The turbulent waters began to dissipate, swallowed by shadows.
Durin, unfazed, called forth his most devastating technique yet: Flame Hurricane. Fire and wind fused, creating a tornado of flames that swirled toward Lady Elara with relentless destructive force. The heat was so intense that it seemed to vibrate.
Lady Elara, understanding that I needed to counterattack with everything, invoked her most powerful technique, Stellar Judgment. She stretched her arms to the sky, and the stars above her glowed brightly, before a meteor of pure stellar energy plummeted toward the arena. The contest between the Flame Hurricane and Stellar Judgment created an explosion of energy that lit up the night, momentarily blinding the spectators.
When the light dissipated, both warriors were left exhausted, but standing. The battlefield was destroyed, smoke rising from craters formed by the explosions. Durin was panting, but still had a smile on his face, while Lady Elara, shrouded in lingering shadows, watched with cunning eyes.
Lady Elara was ready to continue, but she knew that a more direct attack would be necessary to defeat Durin. She began to prepare for a new attack when, suddenly, Durin, his energy already reduced, knelt down, recognizing Lady Elara's formidable strength. However, Elara was also without strength, and she survived that continuing the fight could push them both to the limit.
With a gesture of respect, Lady Elara bowed her head, confirming Durin's bravery. They both knew that the fight had been evenly matched and that one mistake could cost them victory. The audience, moved by the spectacle of power and technique, applauded both combatants.
Durin, knowing that mutual respect was more important than victory, acknowledged Lady Elara's momentary superiority in strategy and retired with honor. Lady Elara, victorious, was cheered by the crowd, but knowing that she faced a worthy opponent, she kept that moment as a reminder of the strength and skill of the warriors she would yet face.