Renata drew back her bow and softly whispered, "AOE." She pointed her bow to the sky and fired all four arrows simultaneously; the arrows landed on the four corners of the battlefield; she drew another arrow and pointed it at Karenza who started to violently laughing.
"That's it?! That was your attack," Karenza questioned. "Talk about anti-climatic! This is a waste of time-"
Renata fired the arrow directly at Karenza, however, she was shielded by a pink barrier thanks to her combat class, "Attacking while I'm speaking should be a crime, you dirty half-breed!" Karenza twirled her staff and whispered, "Paralysis."
As she waved her staff, the battlefield fills with a pink fog. The fog was too dense and Renata was unable to see the four arrows she fired at the start of the match. The fog soon dissipated shortly after Karenza casted it, much to everyone's surprise.
"WHAT'S THIS?! IT LOOKS LIKE KARENZA'S PARALYSIS FOG HAS LIFTED! DID RENATA PLAN FOR THIS ATTACK?!"
"Explain yourself, Beastmen," Karenza barked.
Renata drew another arrow and whispered into it before firing it; shortly after launching her attack, she charged towards her opponent. The arrow once again was deflected by Karenza's barrier, however, instead of the arrow losing momentum, it instead redirects its course back to Karenza, landing a solid hit; the crowd cheered in excitement.
"AND THAT'S THE MATCH FOLKS!! THE WINNER OF THIS ROUND GOES TO RENATA FAUST!!"
Karenza fell to her knees in disbelief; the crowd continued to cheer and applaud at the outcome of the bout, "But, how-?"
"AFTER LANDING A SOLID HIT ON HER OPPONENT, THE MATCH IS CONCLUDED! IT SEEMS RENATA MANAGED TO ENCHANT HER ARROWS TO MIMIC HEAT SEEKING MISSILES!"
The crowd continued to cheer as the students exit the battlefield. Karenza approached Socodka, who expressed his disappointment with a scowl; she embraced Yume, who had a warmer and kinder aura about her.
Renata made her way to the rest class where we showered her with praise for ending the match so quickly. The young princess beamed a with sense of excitement and joy, that Monspeed noticed from the opposite side of the arena. The two made eye contact; Monspeed gently smiled and waved 'hello' to Renata; she blushed and tucked her hair behind her ear. Renata joined the rest of her class in their designated seats in the stands as the next match is about to announced.
Monspeed and Meliodas exchange a look of determination as they made their way to the battlefield entrance.
"FOR OUR NEXT MATCH, WE HAVE AN INTERESTING PAIRING. REPRESENTING CLASS 1-A THE A TAG TEAM DUO, MONSPEED AND MELIODAS WYLLT! CLASS ONE 1-A HAS THEMSELVES AN EXPERT KNIVESMAN AND A SWASHBUCKLER RESPECTIVELY!!"
The crowd grew frantic and excited at the first set of participants.
"AND WHAT'S THIS? IT APPEARS THIS NEXT MATCH IS A HANDICAPPED MATCH; THE DUO FROM CLASS 1-A WILL BE UP AGAINST THEIR ELDEST SISTER, MINERVA WYLLT, THE KUNOICHI OF CLASS 1-B!!!"
The crowd went crazy; my three younger siblings made their way to their respective sides of the battlefield. Meliodas unsheathed his rapier, while Monspeed armed himself with a pair of brass knuckles with wooden nobs at the end, resembling blades, "Just because your our sister, doesn't mean we'll go easy on you-!"
Minerva folded her arms in a huff, "Speed, it's inappropriate to bring up family ties in the middle of a match... Furthermore, I'd be disappointed if you did..." She crouched down and seemingly vanished.
"THIS MATCH IS ALREADY INTENSE WITH AN IMPRESS FLASH-STEP FROM MINERVA!"
Minerva dashed around our brothers, creating after images of herself; the two boys stood with their backs toward on another as they tried to come up with a strategy.
"Monspeed, stay on your guard," Meliodas whispered "We'll use Attraction and Repulsion."
Monspeed smirked, "Max power, right?"
"Right!" Meliodas yelled out.
Minerva continued to dance around the battlefield as her brothers prepared their attack. Monspeed took a single step forward; Minerva noticed the opening and rushed in for an attack.
Meliodas smirked, as his big sister fell for their trap; Meliodas quickly scribed his name in the air, "Wind Signature: Vaccuum". Suddenly Minerva is pulled towards Meliodas and Monspeed, throwing her off guard. Monspeed used the blunt nob on his weapon to scratch his name in the air, "Heat Signature: Blaze Ward!"
Before Minerva could even think of landing, a massive wave of heat sent her flying back; the crowd erupted in applause.
Minerva stood to her feet and rushed in for another close quarters attack. However, our brothers' combo move proved too much for her to overcome.
Minerva jumped backward and launched several kunai toward her brothers. The kunai landed in the shape of a square around the brothers and she clapped her hands together, "Shadow Trap". The shadows casted by the throwing knives began to grow darker and larger in size, eventually creating a massive black shadow beneath the two boys. They tried to move, however the two are immobilized due to Minerva's hold.
"THREE, TWO, ONE! TIME," The match horn sounded, ending the fight. "SINCE NEITHER OF THE PARTICIPANTS WERE ABLE TO LAND A BLOW ON THEIR OPPONENT, THIS MATCH IS ENDING IN A TIE!"
The audience cheered as the students groaned while exiting the battlefield. Monspeed and Meliodas approached their class with their heads down, disappointed at the outcome of the match. Socodka and Yume turn their noses in disgust; Professor Bouldier consulted the pair, "You remember what I said what would happen if you didn't win right," she asked. Monspeed and Meliodas' eyes widen in fear as Professor Bouldier leaned in with a terrifying smile on her face.
Professor Greenwitch, however, greeted Minerva with a heart-warming smile as she approached the rest of the class. She directed her attention to our instructor; he smiled and motioned for her to look behind her. She turned around and to see Father accompanied with Shinar Jasper, Jade, and Tonja with smiling faces. Minerva looks across the stadium and sees Mother, Marigold, Rubella, and Lilac sit with Monspeed and Meliodas.
"Good morning, Lord Chronos," Professor Greenwitch greeted with a cheerful smile. "I imagine your travels went well?"
"Daddy," Minerva yelled as she leaped into Father's arms.
"Mini, Niko! How are my children?" He pondered.
Minerva flashed a massive smile to her father; he returned the smile and sat her on his lap to resume the tournament.
"Well you just missed Minerva's match; it ended in a tie," the professor chimed. "Myrlin is up next..."
"Myrlin has really been pushing himself since being here," Niko added.
"Oh really," Father asked with a genuine sense of curiosity.
"Yeah... He has a tendency to show-off," Professor Greenwitch stated as he shook his head.
The professor pointed out to the battlefield, where I was making my entrance.
"Is that so? Must have gotten it from his mother," he said with a playful smile, Shinar Jasper and Jade exchange a snarky expression.
Professor Greenwitch removed his hat and started to blush, "With all due respect, Lord Chronos, I believe you got it from you," Professor Greenwitch chuckles. "But between you and me, this match was decided the minute Myrlin was eligible for this tournament..."
Father's eyes shot toward the professor again, "What do you mean?"
Professor Greenwitch lead Father to the hallway leading into the stands of the stadium. The professor looked around to make sure no one is around to listen in on their conversation. "Well, shortly after orientation, Myrlin came to me and told me he wanted to show me the fullest extent of his power. I of course obliged, and was in awe at what he showed me."
A group of students walked pass the pair; the two smiled and greeted the students before resuming their conversation, "I'm having a hard time following..."
"You see Lord Chronos," he continued, "Myrlin has the innate ability to stop the flow of time within a certain radius-"
"Wait, he has a what," father shouted catching the attention of a few tournament patrons.
Professor Greenwitch chuckled and closed his eyes, "Honestly, I was surprised that he had the talent, and as a byproduct of this skill, he developed a form of thought acceleration. Like I said, this match was already decided-"
"Professor Greenwitch," Father stated with a terrifying expression on his face, "Look at me..."
The professor opened his eyes and gazed upon Chronos' menacing face, "Dmitri Greenwitch, I'll ask you this one time, and one time only, are you lying to you?"
Professor Greenwitch grows frantic and breaks into a cold sweat, "Of course not, Lord Chronos, I wouldn't dare dream of such trickery to pull on one of The Six," he said with a shaken tone.
"Dmitri, so help me, if I find out you're lying, subordinate of Eos or not, I will have your head as a trophy," Father threatened.
"I assure you, I'm not lying, and once you see the match you'll be convinced that your son is more than meets the eye," the professor said reassuring him.
Father's rage settled and the two made their way back to their seats. Before approaching the class' section, Professor Greenwitch grabbed Father's shoulder and leaned in to whisper in his ear, "Before you take your seat, there is one other thing I think you should know, Dorinda and I went on a expedition in the Well of Dragons not too long ago, and I think we all have the hero's prophecy wrong..."
Father stopped dead in his tracks, "You've been saying a lot of things that would anger the average Demon Lord..."
The professor brushed off the statement, "Just something to think about, Lord Chronos-OH! The match is about to begin!"
Father rolled his eyes and watched the arena for the match, "FOR OUR NEXT PAIRING, WE HAVE A MATCH THAT HAS BEEN LONG ANTICIPATED... FROM CLASS 1-B WE HAVE CALIBURN'S VERY FIRST SAGE, MYRLIN WYLLT!"
The crowd roared in applause as I removes my hood; my hair has grown considerably and the discolored patch in his hair has gotten visibly larger. I readjusted his body armor and shaded my eyes from the beaming sun.
"AND FROM CLASS 1-A, WE HAVE THE WIND MAIDEN, HERSELF YUME MUGEN! BOTH OF THESE STUDENTS HAVE PERFECT MARKS ON ALL TESTS AND ASSIGNMENTS AND THIS MATCH WILL DETERMINE THE BETTER OF THE TWO!!"
The crowd erupted in applause, louder than they have before. The other students in the stands hold up hand-drawn signs rooting for their fellow students. Yume stepped onto the battlefield dressed in a spell-caster's robe, holding a thin wand. She danced on her side of the battlefield, displaying her talent of wind manipulation. Oh brother, she's one of them, I thought rolling my eyes while I unsheathed my katana.
Yume pointed her wand in my direction; she flashed a cocky smile and started laughing, "You might as well give up, I've already won!"
"Yeah, whatever, let's just get this started," rolling my eyes again.
The crowd grew eerily silent as the two of us stared each other down, "LOOKS LIKE WE ALL GEARED UP FOR THE MATCH! PARTICIPANTS, READY YOUR WEAPONS-AND FIGHT!!"
I crouched down and placed my right hand on the hilt of my blade; Yume ran her fingers alongside the brim of her witch's hat; we each took a deep breath before the match horn sounded.
To be Continued...