Bab 788: Aldric Was Losing

The alarm blared across the arena once more, a deafening signal that sent a thrill of anticipation through the crowd. Islinda didn't need anyone to tell her what it meant. The match was starting. Her heart pounded in her chest, her breath quickening as Aldric and Valerie both let out a cry and charged at each other.

It was a sight to behold, the two princes—one wreathed in fire and the other in cold—racing toward each other with deadly intent. Just when it seemed like they would collide, Aldric twisted his body with agile precision, avoiding the crash. Both came to a sudden halt, standing back-to-back, their chests heaving. Despite the short sprint, everyone in the arena knew the raw power packed into that confrontation.