"Asher Wargrave wins," the supervising Instructor's voice tore through the air, instantly silencing the battlefield with absolute authority. With nothing more than a passing thought, he removed the Astra-forged shield, and the very moment he did, the heat trapped within the battlefield slammed into every student present like a physical force, causing them to gasp as though they had suddenly been thrown into the heart of a volcano.
The battlefield had turned into liquid lava as Asher's attack had torn, burned, and liquefied everything in its path without discrimination of any kind, reducing stone, metal, and earth alike into a molten wasteland. The ground bubbled and hissed like an angry sea of fire, distorting the air with unbearable heat. Everyone instinctively raised their personal Astra-forged barriers to protect themselves, translucent shields flickering into existence around their bodies as survival instincts kicked in without delay.
