Rovric and Ragric stood side by side, their eyes locked on the twins.
The ground around them cracked as their mana flared higher than ever before.
Rovric spoke first, his tone calm but filled with pride.
"Congratulations, twins. You both have come a long way. From the weak troublemakers we used to bully... to this."
Ragric smirked faintly, spinning his spear once.
"You've earned yourselves some respect. but don't misunderstand."
Rovric raised his burning sword, wrapping his arms with flame.
"We're still stronger, and now... we'll show you why we are better. Now witness what true skills look like."
Rynar tightened his fists.
"Whatever you've got, bring it on."
Rynor exhaled slowly, lowering his stance.
"We'll still be standing when it's over."
The crowd held its breath.
The arena's temperature climbed as both Ragric's and Rovric's mana twisted the air.
Rovric took one step forward, yelling loudly.
"[Blazing Arc Slash]!"
