The giant crystal screens flickered, casting rippling light over the roaring crowd as the countdown appeared in the air.
3…
2…
1…
A deep, resonant gong echoed through the arena.
"Begin."
Silas launched forward instantly, his massive boots cracking the stone stage under him with each thunderous step. Dust exploded around his legs as he closed the distance in less than a second, his fist pulled back, veins bulging under his wrist wraps.
Reia didn't flinch. Her eyes glowed faint gold as delicate circuits of mana spread across her temples, shifting like fine threads weaving a tapestry.
[Telepathy – Combat Mind Link Active]
[Enhanced Intellect – Prediction Threads Initiated]
She sidestepped at the last second, her movement so precise it was almost mechanical. Silas' punch slammed into empty air, creating a shockwave that sent dust and gravel flying outwards. Before he could recover, Reia flicked her wrist upward, slamming her palm into his rib with surgical accuracy.
