Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.


    Two huge energy des collided together as a violent ripple rippled through the air that was powerful enough to leave cracks in the barrier.


    The shockwave turned the massive boulders into dust as it tossed the sand aside in massive waves that were more like a tsunami.


    The area on Wain''s side was covered in a thickyer of ice while countless electric shocks raced across the ground next to Reidar.


    Whoooooooosh.


    Two different energies tried to overpower each other, triggering an explosion of incredible proportions.


    "Shit! That looks fucking dangerous!" Wain eximed while looking at the wave of explosioning at him before swinging his arm and creating a thick wall of dense ice in front of him.


    Reidar did the same. He snapped his finger as the energy turned into an imprable barrier.


    "Fuck! That barrier might not hold! If it breaks, most of us will die!" The man in the dark blue robes spoke as he waved his hand with a hurried look, "Hurry up! Use your energy and strengthen the barrier as hard as you can!"


    The audience reacted instantly, then the energy of the st reached the barrier and destroyed severalyers.


    "Well, well, it looks like they''re failing..." Sven uttered in a thoughtful manner while tapping his finger on his chair, "Marlis, I think they need a little help. It would be quite a shame if there were only a small fraction of all the spectators left at the final stage."


    Among the hundreds of spectators, the three of them were the only ones who remained absolutely calm as Osvald watched the fight with curious eyes as though nothing dangerous was going on around them.


    "Sure. I''ve thought about it myself, I have good memories of this ce, so I wouldn''t want the blood of ordinary spectators spilled at the Colosseum." Marlis muttered with a slight nod before touching the barrier with her fingertip.


    Whoooooosh.


    The barrier abruptly filled with energy and became much denser, so it could easily withstand the damage of the st.


    "Great! We did it!" The man in dark blue robes eximed with an excited look, "Although it''s unusual for us to have to take on such a job, but we must see through this incredible battle, or I will regret it for the rest of my life!"


    The others were in agreement with him, so as the problem was solved, all eyes turned to the pyramid that was icy and covered with a thickyer of snow.


    At the top stood Wain, but his appearance was much different from the previous one. He wore a long, dark cloak, massive boots with ice chains, and a bandage that hid his face and eyes as blue as ice. Dark threads of energy emanated from his hair as well as from his sword, giving the audience goosebumps.


    "Oh...? You''ve finally decided to use yourtest trump card, right? This is your form, isn''t it?" Reidar asked with a devious smirk on his face.


    "Well, you''re definitely right about something." Wain smiled as he took a step forward.


    Whooooooosh.


    Ice as though alive rushed toward him and formed adder that led all the way down.


    Wain with an arrogant look descended the stairs in a calm way while staring intently at Reidar, top to bottom. The wounds on his chest were not healed, but they stopped bleeding as Wain froze them.


    "Huh, your strength is incredible, you were able topletely negate my attack." Reidar uttered as he pointed the tip of his katana toward the ground, "However, what''s the point? If our energies are roughly equal, the winner will be decided in a simple sword fight, so you will surely lose since your swordsmanship is inferior to mine."


    Reidar stepped forward in a confident manner as his aura intensified. His eyes followed Wain closely, examining his every movement as Reidar prepared to take the attack at any moment. However, Wain did nothing, he just stood still as though he had some kind of n.


    "Unfortunately for me, you''re right." Wain said in a calm voice.


    "Hmm?" Reidar was shocked by his words for a second as he stopped.


    "You must have trained a lot more than I have, so it''s only fair that my fencing loses out to yours." Wain said with a slight smile on his face, "However, I have onest surprise left for you."


    Whoooooosh.


    Suddenly Wain flipped his sword from one hand to the other.


    ''Left hand...?'' Reidar inwardly muttered while in confusion, then his eyes went wide, ''Wait... No! That can''t be! Is he left-handed?!''


    "Looks like you weren''t expecting that. Great, this is going to be much more interesting." Wain said with a sly smile on his face before turning into a dark sh.


    Reidar''s pupils narrowed as their des met momentster. Wain swung his sword sharply once more with tremendous speed as the tip of the sword almost reached Reidar''s neck.


    Crackle.


    Reidar took a step back and blocked the attack as two energy des burst out, one icy, the other lightning that rushed towards the barrier.


    "Ahahahaha, that''s not all!" Wain eximed as he swung his sword several times, forcing Reidar to move to his limits.


    Crackle. Crackle. Crackle.


    Wain didn''t give Reidar a second to rest. He continued to attack as though a wild beast, targeting his most vulnerable points, so any mistake on Reidar''s part could be fatal to him.


    They moved through the arena while the shockwaves from each of their blows shattered everything around them and energy des flew off to the sides.


    "Damn... Each of those des is strong enough to kill a Fourth Chronicle monster, but for them, it''s just a side attack that turns out because of too much energy that they use..." Someone muttered with a dazed look while in disbelief.


    "Fighting strong fighters inspires the weak, that''s the rule that makes more and more strong people appear in this world every day." Wain said as a smirk formed on his face, "It''s a great fight."


    Crackle.


    Sword and katana shed again as the impact threw Reidar back a hundred yards, but now Wain did not pursue him.


    "It''s time to finish, don''t you think?" Wain eximed before thrusting his sword into the ground.