'She brought the fight to the field?'
Raph thought as he swung his sword through the air, the tension palpable as he charged forward with a sudden surge of power.
Katherin wasn't any later, her body exuding waves of flas as she charged in right at the sa ti.
A collision of power and energy occurred, wind and flas bursting through the air as the recoil pushed them back.
'She has a plan?'
He couldn't put it together nor decipher her reason for suddenly changing locations, but it was clear that the field was open and attracted more Spectators.
'But why?'
He dug into his past mories as they clashed again.
Fists suffused with flas smashing against Raph's cold blade.
Their movent was precise and their speed escalated with each passing mont.
Each strike caused a drastic recoil of force, the field suffering the brunt of it as it descended into a crater with repeated energy slams.
'Never mind that for now. Is she actually fighting with ?' He wondered as he raised a brow.
His gaze peered into her, but just like before, what he saw was a fake status screen.
'In all possibilities, she could be level 100.'
A sudden collision pushed both of them back, the force causing them to groan in pain as Raph swung his sword in the air.
"It's obvious you're up to sothing, Katherin."
His gaze drifted to Wisdom, who remained still behind Katherin the whole ti.
"And I don't intend on letting your plans go just the way you wish it."
Katherin scoffed. "What are you going to do about it? We're clearly on par."
"Par?" Raph repeated with an amused chuckle.
He stabbed his sword into the ground, placing his arms over the hilt, a tranquil air blowing his hair in the wind as his aura suffused around him.
Wisdom and Katherin glanced at each other in confusion, then at Raph, Wisdom walking up next to Katherin.
Whatever Raph intended to do, it was going to threaten the life of his leader. He had to step up.
'There are many thods one can apply to the Aura Field Of Vision.'
Raph thought as the air around him began to turn cold to his decree. A sudden and drastic drop in atmospheric temperature, and it was going down exponentially.
Ice ford on the fields around him, pulling at the moisture and increasing in intensity as it began to spread.
'The physical manifestation of one ability, and the ntal manifestation of it…'
The Aura Field Of Vision was prided for its diversity in usage.
It was the manifestation of a Jun's trait in a physical condition that boosts their strength by a long shot, but the application wasn't limited to just Physical or ntal.
Katherin clicked her tongue, flas igniting as she pointed her arm at Raph.
"If you think I'll just stand and watch, think again."
A ball of flas ignited at the tip of her fingers, five little flas, setting ablaze in a mirage of colours.
She pulled out her other arm, taking the gesture of an arrow as the flas grew in length.
The Fire sparked life against the world, liquid flas dropping to the fields and turning them into black dust.
"Katherin, isn't that a bit much?" Wisdom asked.
She snickered. "Are you seeing what he's doing? He most likely wants to use that."
Many were aware of it, the ability that the Jun stands for in their epito of power.
"Let's not take risks."
She closed her eyes, counting the passing of ti until she opened them once again.
A tongue of fla ignited on her red pupil, its blaze dancing to the wind.
"Transcendent Skill…."
The skies rumbled, as she shot the projectile at Raph.
"Tongues of Pain."
Raph remained still, as if in a state of focus despite the incoming arrows of flas.
His mind was at peace, and perhaps his body as well. The world seed to move in slow motion as a cold breath exuded out of his lips.
'Everything is ice.'
"Aura Field Of Vision; Negative Zero."
The air stifled, patterns of ice forming as the atmosphere turned to snow and ice.
The clouds above his head were not left untouched, as they fell to the field in large chunks of ice.
It spread through the field, turning nature and the obstructs in his paths into statues of ice.
The fla arrows crossed into his path, the power of its flas waning from the cold.
It was still a transcendent skill, it was strong enough to resist Raph's cold and pierce into his defence, but it had accumulated too much cold.
Its effect was reduced by it.
A wall of snow ford in its path, and the five arrows stabbed into it, igniting the world in an explosion of colourful flas.
The ice spread with the wind, hitting Katherin and Wisdom like a tsunami, their bodies bearing the brunt of it as they shivered from its intensity.
"Shit…what the tuck is this cold?!' She wondered, her flas flickering with her intent.
It blazed about in fury, but even her fiery layers of protection were unable to keep the cold from seeping into her bones.
Wisdom was in a much worse state.
His body had frozen over, turning into a fine statue of ice, confusion and pain etched in his expression.
This was a situation that they expected, but much colder and grander and they underestimated it.
She fell to her knees, Raph slowly approaching with his sword, his gaze fierce, ready to carry out the final judgent.
Many visitors had approached the field, but despite them being nearly 400m away, they were unable to escape the cold.
They watched in shock, perhaps confused at the situation, as they chattered amongst themselves. A little cold didn't stop them from watching the match. They intended to see what occurred till the very end, but it was around this ti that the Student Council finally showed up.
They hung around the corner of the Fields, a pavent that led to the Class Two Lecture Hall, their numbers increasing as their interest was drawn to the fight.
Two figures were also among these; their intrigue pulled to an all-ti high.
"That is the Jun's son, is it not?"
Mila asked, her tone laced with intrigue and a burning desire growing within her.
"Yes. I wonder what they feed those kids. He's just fifteen and see how much power he has…"
"It's the fact he can maintain that much power, and use it efficiently. For his age, that is difficult to do."
Nicho nodded while he stared at the two individuals facing against the Jun's son. His gaze narrowed, his breath evening.
He nearly felt sorry for them, being weak in a world that is cruel to those who are.
'Maybe in their next life, they will choose to be sothing other than weak?'
"Please, Visitors, this is rely a punishnt for school offenders. Take your attention elsewhere while the Student Council and Staff mbers handle the situation."
An announcent was made, their attention drawn to it and a groan of reluctance spread through the crowd.
Unsurprisingly, so wished to refute it.
It was a scene much more interesting than a lot they had seen before, and perhaps even others.
Nicho raised a brow. 'Punishnt? A student punishing a lecturer? That's absurd.'
He thought, Mila, glancing at Nicho with a raised brow.
She seed just as confused as he was at their announcent.
Just then, two little kids ran past them, their conversations sending them on edge.
"My elder brother told that they were part of a Cult!"
"A Cult! No way! Is that why they're being punished!"
"Yeah!"
Their childlike voices sent a snap of realization in the two figures as they glanced at each other.
"Cult?" Mila muttered. "What Cult?"
They hesitated, the crowd already moving away from the scene, while the Student Council led them.
Tiffany appeared in their presence with a warm smile, her arm gestured for them to turn back.
"Please this way." She said politely, their gazes turning to her.
"Sorry, I heard they were a Cult. There's a Cult in the Academy? Why has this not gotten out yet?"
Nicho asked, his gaze narrowing.
She giggled. "Those are matters of the school–now this way, please."
She gestured again but they weren't satisfied.
With a last glance at Mila, a smirk ford on their face.
They didn't need an oathsayer to let them know now. They had found their targets.
With a sudden surge of energy, Nicho charged into the fields, startling Tiffany and other nerves around her.
"Hey! Mister!"
She called out in shock but to no avail.
Turning around with a startled expression and a raised brow, she locked gazes with Mila, footsteps approaching.
"Tiffany, who was that?" Thalia asked, her gaze shifting to the scene as the figure intervened with an explosion of power.
A shockwave sent them nearly off their feet, surprise etched in their expressions.
They turned to the scene unfolding, staring at Raph and his new opponent, his katana stretched into the air.
"What are you doing, Jun? Killing Lecturers is against the school rules."
His voice pierced through the air, causing the growing confusion within Tiffany and the others.
She furrowed her brows as she approached Mila, grabbing her arm.
"You will have to co with for questioning." She stated.
Mila glanced at her arm and then at the girl's face, her lips curled into a perfectly, crescent arc.
She snickered. "This bitch."
Her body erupted in a sea of flas startling Tiffany as the flas scorched her arm and pushed her back.
She scread in pain, her shock and surprise evident as Thalia grabbed her and stood in the way.
Mila's gaze grew cold, her lips turning upside down in a deep frown. 'Finally, I can let loose.' She thought in amusent as she said.
"How dare you touch ?"
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