"Let the battle begin!"
"Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
The arena buzzed with anticipation, cheers ringing, applause filling the air as the magical barrier grew taller and stronger, locking the beasts inside the combat field.
Sylver prowled on the edge of the silver-etched floor, his tail swishing with eagerness, his amber eyes narrowed and ready to fight.
Across the field, Melina's Nightpanther, Drex, mirrored his movements, its black fur rippling like liquid shadow, its eyes of dark cerulean color glowing with an intensity that said it was ready for battle.
Aeric stood outside the squared circle, on a rounded podium which was reserved for the Beast masters.
His own eyes also showing his readiness, Aeric crossed his arms. "You can hear me well, right, Sylver?" he asked, his voice steady but commanding.
Sylver barked a positive response.
