Lucas and Anda stood in their rightful places waiting for the beginning.
"I wonder what this match will be like...!" the announcer exclaimed.
With no further words, he banged the bell for a start. Quietness rose up as the crowd’s noise depleted, waiting for the results in order to explode again.
The two never thought of talking; Anda kept quiet, with her face a little shaky, while Lucas was angry, with no words to speak.
The fire glowed in Lucas’s palms as he stood straight and ready to fight, while Anda rolled her hands around, making it complicated to understand what she was up to.
The green plants started growing on Lucas’s feet.
’Great skill, Class A. You want to trap me?’ Lucas silently muttered as he jumped away from the growing plants.
This time he thought of attacking instead of waiting, glaring at his opponent with his hands glowing while the time swiftly ran away.
He shot two fireballs at Anda, and he ran behind her and shot one. Then he jumped to attack from the air and shot another fireball. Anda responded by blocking the first with her plants by using a plant wall, and then when she saw him flashily running behind her, she created a ball around her and successfully blocked him.
When he was at the top, Anda released her spell, making it explode like a balloon. In that explosion, appeared a tall plant, which had a clenched fist at the end. It swiftly hit Lucas’s nose when he was still in the air.
He landed on his back, while a bad impact caused body aches. The blood ran off his nose and out of his mouth with a cough, followed by more blood.
Anda continued her attack, trapping him with plants that held him down as a fist emerged on top of Lucas and started hitting him.
She went towards him where he was near the edge of the stage. Each of her steps made an impact as she slowly went towards Lucas in a scary way, her footsteps thudding on top of the stage, her intense greenish aura looming around her.
Before she even reached out to Lucas, three fireballs rained from the sky, causing the scatter of gasps all over the arena as they saw Anda’s defeat instead of Lucas’s.
Without her notice, the balls hit the ground, just next to where she was, making a huge blow that sent her off the stage, but she survived, as she used her magic wisely.
She put a net of green plants in front of her to block her continuation off the stage.
As for the plotter of the attack, he left his fireballs at the top the time he jumped to the top. He wasn’t planning to be hit but planning to be trapped near the end of the stage while she was nearby, and then he would make it rain in order to make her fly off the stage while he would be trapped down, since he wanted to save his strength.
Lucas’s eyes burned with rage as he saw Anda on the stage. His face started forming some intimidating lines with his voice growling while his fist clenched and teeth gritted. He was trying to break free from Anda’s trap.
"Class A, I’m going to...!" A plant punch landed on his face, shutting him up. The blood flowed through his mouth and nose.
Anda increased the security of her trap, as she added more plants to tighten him down. Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on NoveI★Fire.net
Lucas’s furious face prevailed as his body increased the scary, intimidating veins. He strongly tried to break out, but the roped plants kept him intact while the punches hit his face.
He wasn’t able to shoot at Anda, since he wasn’t able to aim.
He then got a flashy idea that made his eyes wide, his cheeks blurry red from the hits.
His hands started to glow with fire magic, burning every last one of Anda’s ropes.
Anda’s eyes trembled like a leaf on a windy day. Her eyeballs darting in fear. Her body trembled, and the look on Lucas, who was on his feet, with rage burning in his eyes, sent shivers down her spine.
’Ohh gosh! Why is my body trembling ?’ she silently asked, as she looked at her vibrating hands. She tried to clench them in order to reverse the trembling, but it didn’t work; instead, it worsened.
Lucas’s blazing eyes narrowed as a sneer appeared to appeal; his reddish teeth were out as he faced Anda.
The crowd heated their seats as they found it hard to even move away. The quietness prevailed; only the gentle breeze blew on Anda’s clipped hair.
’Anda is in deep trouble; she should have finished him when she got the chance. As for now, she’s doomed.’ Akirion silently said as he paid close attention to Anda’s vibrating body.
A crazy, scary tension befell Anda as she felt a chilly cold from Lucas’s words.
"What’s wrong, Class A? What happened?" The scary aura was also menacing, scaring Anda’s heart to stop.
Suddenly, she fell to her knees as she felt the tension draining her last stored energy.
’What’s gotten into me? What’s happening to my body? I can’t even move a muscle!’ Anda silently said, with her eyes down, darting in confusion.
Lucas sighed, suppressing the furious intimidating veins that were all over. "What should I do? Maybe land a finishing blow. Ohh yes, a classic one, just to keep the memories and to avenge my burning cheeks.
He touched his red cheeks and felt a lot of pain. "Ouch, ouch, ouch, this hurts!" he winced in pain while he slowly went towards Anda.
His footsteps thudded on the ground as he moved in slow motion as his dark red-like aura loomed around him, creating tension for the magic-using audience.
With the soft thuds echoing in Anda’s ears, her face rose and her eyes stuck on the upcoming Lucas.
Her eyes darted in fear, making her body tremble more than the last time, getting her to almost pee in her outfit.
Her mind raced as she thought that he was there to land the last blow.
When he was around 2 meters away, he notified Anda, "Hey there, class A, ready for the last blow?" The question echoed in her mind, getting her eyes wide open, as the fear filled her up.
Slowly and quietly, Lucas got closer to her and...