"Gravitation pulse."
The arena trembled as Rin drove her staff into the ground, cracks separating like lightning. Spectators were pinned to their seats by an unseen force that rumbled through the air, heavy and crushing.
Berend was forced downward by the surge of the gravitational wave. His body trembled under the constant weight of the spell, his knees giving way and his hammer sinking into the ground. As the force of the spell pressed against their chests, the crowd fell silent.
"Gravity Magic?" From the stands, Velmera whispered, her voice shaking with fear and wonder. "She shouldn't know of that."
As Berend struggled against the force, his face contorted and his veins swelled. His golden glow flared like a bright star as he threw all his aura into his limbs with a raw yell.
As he broke free, the gravitational wave shattered and the ground beneath him cracked. The aura of the warhammer was brighter than ever as he lunged, swinging it with wild, desperate force.
