The brilliant light from the fla that shot through above burned the air, and it perated its heat toward the surrounding place. Everyone in the place gulped their saliva, looking at the fla that kept standing in the Arena, coloring their eyes with bright orange color.
Tiara thought it was a bit excessive, but she couldn't help it herself; her feelings that had been bottled up all these years burst apart the mont she had a chance to talk with Leon, even though it couldn't be called a conversation.
However, the longing feelings from her childhood began to resurface, as did the unexplainable things he did to her. Also, the frustration that she couldn't be accepted into Class A made her irritation level spike up until she threw the Magic toward him without reserve.
Internally, Tiara was flustered. Blood drained from her face, and she bit her own nails. "Is he safe?" she muttered regrettably, but her worry was off the mark. From within the pillar of fla, a golden light started to make its appearance. Slowly, the light chased away the fla.
With a silent puff, the fla that filled the entire Arena blasted away, and there Leon stood perfectly fine, surrounded by a thin layer of barrier he had created in crucial ti before the fla engulfed him.
The heat and the tension in the Arena dispersed as they saw Leon sigh and focus his attention on Tiara. He brandished his sword and prepared his stance once more.
Tiara also sighed in relief, but it was not visible on her external face; she began to gather enough mana to continue the match and opened her mouth.
"I see, you survived that?".
Her brows knitted for the stupid mouth she had. Tiara was supposed to say, 'Are you okay?' there, but her brain and mouth did not seem to be synchronized well.
"Yeah, that was pretty impressive magic you have".
Leon replied with a slight smile and began to miss the ti they were still close to each other. He released the thin barrier that encircled him and faced Tiara with his sword.
"Hmph, This is not everything; I still have sothing to show you!".
Again, Tiara's brows knitted for her mouth, which kept hurling rude words toward Leon.
However, despite her conflicted mind, she still creates multiple magic circles around herself and begins to form a plan to beat Leon in this match.
Tiara was aware of her disadvantage in this fight and wondered if Leon could approach her close enough. With his sword in hand, he was practically a fearso enemy for her in close combat.
That is why she began to rack her brain, creating multiple plans, traps, and Magic in a short amount of ti.
Leon, who saw multiple magic circles around Tiara, inhaled deeply before he rushed forward and tried to face Tiara head-on.
Once he took a step forward, four magic circles appeared in his field of vision; two from above, and two others were in his line of sight.
The four magic circles activate, giving birth to four swirling flas that condense into a ball. Without incantation, Tiara just swung her Wand downward, and the fireball flew directly toward Leon.
He perford a horizontal swing, effortlessly eliminating the fla that ca toward him. As for Tiara, who saw it, she kept randomizing her attack and rained down Leon with Fireball to keep him in place.
Tiara began to leap to the side while creating a magic circle around her shoulders. Two magic circles floated, and from them, a small barrage of fireballs was fired toward Leon's place. Of course, she was not just staying in one place. Tiara began her move, preparing her finishing move.
With perfect control over her mana, she aid the barrage, creating another magic circle around Leon to obscure his attention from her. She also began to gather enough mana into her Wand, and the red orb on its tips emitted a bright red glow, which made the onlookers swallow back their spit.
Leon, who was being rained on by an attack, calmly assesses his surroundings and manages to spot Tiara, who seems stopped in place and preparing sothing.
A barrage of small fireballs ca from its left side. Leon exhaled and dodged the incoming projectiles, while two other fireballs with bigger diaters ca from above.
With a single swing from the glimring silver blade, the fireball split into two, but it still retained its lingering heat, making Leon's body drenched in sweat. His lungs start to feel heavy, probably because of the effect of being bombarded by flas from any direction.
"She is truly becoming strong, But!".
Leon admired Tiara's dedication. He couldn't imagine just how hard she worked to perfect her Magic, and he also knew she must still loathe him because of what had happened in the past. However, "I don't want to lose in this match!" Leon muttered.
He tightly gripped the sword in his hand, and without him noticing, the tattoo on his palms resonated, and his azure clear pupils turned into vivid gold.
From within, a surge of trendous power lay dormant and started to awaken. Leon could feel that his body was so light as if he had wings on his back. He could even pulverize a boulder with his punch.
Tiara, who watched the change within him, knit her brows as she felt the undulating comforting power that radiated from Leon's figure; even though it was comfortable to feel, sohow, she felt that Leon was frightening.
"Here I co, Tiara".
The mont Leon uttered those words, her heart thumped, and blood gathered on her pale face, painting it pink. She Shook her head to the side and unleashed her ultimate Magic.
A bright Magic circle that shone red above her started to activate. From within the circle, a swirling red fla gathered until it manifested into the form of a right hand holding a majestic long sword, pointing its blade upward.
All the spectators in the stadium were baffled, especially the fire magic user, because the Magic that Tiara had unleashed was sothing that had never been heard of.
"That was!".
Hina, who always keeps her calm, feels slightly agitated after seeing the phenonon that manifests in her own eyes.
Original Magic can also be called Extra magic, for it was miraculously created by humans, and its powers can grow along with the user.
The principles behind this Original Magic were a bit complex. Only the creator can achieve its full potential, and whether there is soone who can create it, they cannot exhibit the magic's full potential.
That is why many wizards compete to create their own original Magic, which symbolizes their success in pursuing their wizard path.
Of course, the thod of creating Original Magic was far from easy. Only a person who understands the principles they pursue and single-handedly devoted their entire life toward Magic, there is a slim chance soone can arrive at the goal line.
"Original Magic - Hand of Gawain!".
After Tiara finished her spell, the area around the Arena was turned into a desert. The temperature was rising, breaching the affordable level. Not only in the Arena but also the people and students who saw the scene from the spectators' seats felt their entire bodies scorched, and cold sweat began to drench their hot bodies.
However, when everyone around her praised her creation of original Magic, which usually took years or even centuries to develop, the person in ntion had a pale face, with a single blood trickle down her nose, her breath ragged, the throbbing in her head was tearing apart her skull as she stubbornly held onto her consciousness, by gritting her teeth.
"I will finish this match. Leon Pendragon, prepare yourself!".
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