Afolayan, Sefu, Adeola, Nuri, and Makeda—those were the last five mbers of the Ashmaw Academy team that were still standing and fighting.
Whenever an Ashmaw mber was knocked out and unable to continue fighting, the judge would slip onto the stage and remove them without disrupting the fight.
It was almost like he had a speedster’s ability, he was that fast at clearing them out while avoiding interfering with the battle , and aside from that one blunder of stopping a blunt arrow for Moro that he made , he had only appeared when necessary.
Seeing half his team disqualified, Afolayan swept his spear sideways, unleashing a wild spear-qi that lunged at Lucas, mirroring the arc of his swing.
Lucas twisted his glaive in a repelling motion, as his own qi surged forward to form a whirling vortex that spat little lightning currents, even so, when the spear’s energy hit, it drove him backward.
Afolayan snapped his left hand and a massive demonic lion with ash-grey fur materialized, imdiately it was summoned it charged straight for Pale, who was still panting from the strain of using a taxing spell.
Afolayan didn’t care how he was feeling , his orders to his Ash lion was eliminated as much as it can, he just wanted to level the field and give his team back the advantage.
“Roooaarrr!” the lion bellowed as it reached Pale.
“Pale!” Endrick shouted from several ters away, trying to snap him out of his fatigue as the beast’s huge paw scythed down.
Swish.
The descending paw dragged the wind with it, as thin wind blades were curling along its edge, but just before impact, a purple-black portal blossod in front of it and swallowed the strike.
The lion’s eyes flicked, with curiosity and irritation, as it turned its gaze toward Sophia who is nearby, its cold gaze made her tremble, but she held her ground.
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