The crowd let off cheers as the start of the battle was announced; however, in both Raphael's and Leofric's minds, the battle would not take long.
In an instant, they both tapped into their Birthrights, preparing strikes that would end the battle in an instant.
It all depended on who was stronger.
Rachael, let's not waste any time on this fool. Take him out.
Leofric held a hand above his head, and a powerful purple energy began to form at his palm.
It grew and grew, letting off an incredible light, as though it were a purple sun.
The crowd grew louder.
"I told you! Once Leofric uses his birthright it's over!" A student shouted from the crowd.
Raphael felt Rachael's flames travelling towards his palm. The White Dragon had definitely heard him, as this was much stronger than usual.
The purple ball had now grown larger than a boulder, and from it came a crackling noise like thunder.
Then, Leofric threw the ball towards him.
It travelled slowly, but the energy felt so strong. As though it were really a sun travelling towards him.
But just as Raphael was about to release a power of his own, everything went black.
This had happened before, so he was not as surprised as last time.
When his vision returned, he stood atop a cloud hovering in the blue sky.
In front of him was Rachael, The White Dragon, sitting naked on a chair made from clouds.
Her legs were crossed elegantly, and there was a smile on her scarred face. Her white hair flowed loosely over her body, covering the nipples of her large breasts.
Raphael returned her smile.
"Hello, Rachael." He said, voice sounding ethereal in the foreign realm. "You look great as usual."
Rachael waved her hands as if to tell him to stop flattering her.
"Hello Raphael. We haven't got much time but I'll make It quick." She spoke, voice high-pitched and cute. "The attack that you are about to release will seriously damage Leofric. Are you sure you want to use it?"
Raphael was caught off guard.
Seriously damage? So far I've made sure to retract all of my attacks to make sure they don't kill anybody.
He scratched at his chin in deep thought.
Leofric plans to kill me with that purple sun. It's obvious. So it only makes sense.
Plus... It will help my name grow even more notorious.
As he thought, The White Dragon watched him.
After a few moments, Raphael had come to a decision.
"Yes. I'm sure I want to use it."
The smirk on Rachael's face grew wider as she shrugged her shoulders.
"Then so be it."
---
Raphael returned to the hill; his palms outstretched towards his opponent and the purple sun heading towards him.
Instantly, he felt a great power travelling towards his palm.
It felt uncontrollable. Like a flame that could not be put out.
Then, the White Dragon roared.
A spiral of white flames released from his hands in a concentrated manner. Rather than crashing through the purple sun, they curled around it and aimed directly for Leofric.
The Phoenix Prince's eyes went wide as he saw the attack coming towards him, but there was nothing he could do.
The white flames crashed into his right arm, which was the location in which the Birthright was located.
His arm was set ablaze, but the flames burned quickly. The man let out screams and flayed his arm about, but it had no effect.
Raphael smelt burning flesh, as the purple sun slowly disintegrated into the air.
Then, the white flames disintegrated as well, leaving behind a sight that would traumitise many students in the crowd.
Leofric fell to the grass unconscious, his right arm no longer there. The flames had melted it away.
Raphael let out a deep breath; the attack drained a lot of his energy.
The announcer rushed to the top of the hill, alongside the Pheonix Queen, Leofric's mother.
They both hurriedly looked over the boy, checking his pulse to see if he still lived.
Once confirmed that he had not died, the announcer hesitatingly turned to the crowd that was now silent. All that could be heard was the sizzling of flesh.
"W-winner, Raphael Brooks!"
There were a few moments of further silence before the crowd gave him a reluctant round of applause.
Great. Now I've really made a name for myself.
Raphael made his way back down the hill, paying attention to no one but himself, but a voice calling out to him caught his attention.
"That was quite a spectacle."
He turned towards the soft voice to see Harmony, the Rose Queen, smiling at him. She stood by herself, away from the other queens.
Raphael slightly bowed his head to her. Around him, the crowd had now burst into chatter about the scene they had just witnessed.
"I'm happy I could represent the Rose School," Raphael said to her.
Harmony nodded her head in agreement, before gesturing for him to come closer.
Huh?
Once he did, the Rose Queen leaned forward to whisper in his ear.
"After the duels are finished, come and visit me in my office. There is a lot for us to talk about."
Raphael felt his heart rate increase, as an excitement brewed inside of him.
Is this my chance? Can I finally conquer one of the five queens?
He nodded his head, agreeing to meet her, before he continued to make his way back through the crowd.
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The rest of the duels were enjoyable to watch, but none were even close to the spectacle of Raphael and Leofric's.
The Rose School managed to maintain their place as the strongest of the Five Schools, as every duel that they fought, ended in them being victorious.
Many students believed this was because of Raphael, as his win had motivated the others to try their hardest.
And now that the Annual battles were over, Raphael had a new job to do.
He knocked on the Rose Queens office door, and shortly after a voice came from the other side.
"Come in."
Raphael pushed open the door and was met with a pleasant sight.
Harmony, the Rose Queen, sat behind her desk. She wore her crown on her head, and as usual, her large breasts seemed as though they wished to burst through the seams of her red shirt.
Raphael couldn't help but stare at her body, and Harmony must have noticed, as she flashed him a look with raised eyebrows.
"Usually, I would grow angry at a student looking at me so lustfully, but after your performance today, I think I might allow it."
Raphael removed his gaze from her body, shocked.
Allow it?
Harmony rose from her seat and made her way over to Raphael. Her pink hair flowed loosely by her back, and her skirt was tight, clinging to her thick thighs.
"You, young Raphael, have put the Rose school in a great position."
As she made her way towards him, she slowly began to unbutton the top buttons of her shirt. Her tone and face were seductive, and Raphael already felt himself stiffening at the groin.
"Not only have you led the Rose School to another victory, but you have also left the Pheonix Queen's son crippled. Oh how I hate that woman"
Her shirt was completely buttoned down now, revealing her pink bra beneath which was barely able to contain her large tits.
Harmony stood in front of Raphael, taking his hand and placing it on her breasts.
He felt her skin tremble as his hands touched her.
Is this really happening? I thought I would have to wait longer to get here.
"Don't you have a boyfriend?" Raphael asked the Rose Queen. He hoped that she did.
The woman let out a chuckle and she reached her hands behind her back, unclipping her bra.
As she did, her breasts jiggled from their restraints, revealing her light brown nipples beneath them.
"I have a husband." She said, "But you still deserve a reward. One that only someone of my status can give you."
Raphael was, of course, taken aback by her words, but the last thing he was going to do was turn down such a reward.
He reached his hands forward again and grabbed a handful of Harmony's soft breasts.
As his hands brushed against her nipple, she let out a soft moan that sounded unbelievable coming from a woman of such status.
She looked at him with a glint in her eyes, as she bit down on her bottom lip.
"K-keep going." She said, her usual confidence slowly shredding away from her.
The entire prospect was filling Raphael with an animalistic lust that he struggled to contain.
He knew that this would be a good reward.
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