Supremacy Games

As he walked through the Colosseum, many names flew by Felix's head...Some were cool, some were downright bad, but none clicked in his mind.

Just as he wanted to use a random name and be done with it, his eyes were attracted to a gift shop at the corner.

It was packed with spirits buying either take away gifts from their favorite fighters or cheering preps.

This scene made him come up with the perfect name.

'This should do.'

He wrote it down on the card and placed it inside his pocket...Then, he continued towards the heart of the Colosseum where the trials were being held.

A few minutes later...

As Felix stepped into the arena. It was a gargantuan circular stage made of ethereal crystals, shimmering with an otherworldly glow.

Its surface was smooth yet durable, built to withstand the intense battles that would unfold upon it.

The arena's periphery was enveloped by towering, translucent barriers that ensured the safety of the spectators while providing them with an unobstructed view of the exhilarating fights.

Seats, formed from the same crystalline material, cascaded upwards in tiers around the arena, accommodating thousands of spectators who came to feast their eyes on the spectacle of power and strategy.

At the center of the arena, the fighters platform stood elevated...It was where the spirit combatants clashed.

At the moment, it was packed with hundreds of spirit fighters, spread out across the stage, their bodies glowing with vibrant hues.

The colors were as varied as the spirits themselves. Some were ethereal yellow while others shimmered in a tranquil green that evoked the freshness of nature.

spirits radiating with red and orange auras that held the majority. They were like living

swipe of a brush on a canvas of

thrumming excitement of the Colosseum, nestled in their luxurious VIP booths, the city's richest spirits lounged

glittering with hues of golden colors, leaned forward against the translucent barrier, their discerning

seems exceptionally vibrant," a tall, regal beautiful spirit, mused, her diamond-like eyes carefully following

are more than forty red spirits and most of them are previously known fighters. Haha, looks like I will be spending a fortune on my sponsorship this

in this vein, some expressing interest in certain fighters, others disdain, but all were engaged, their spirits alight with anticipation and the

commodities, and they, the elites, held the power to change the fate of these contenders with

an entrance fee straightaway.Instead, their main goal was to give an amazing performance during

in addition to receiving significant support from their sponsor to get stronger if they proved themselves to have the highest chance

were doing this for the sake of entertainment, but at the same time,

in this tournament again, Mr. Atticus?" Lady Iris inquired as she

responded, his

given it his best and we believe that he should be ready to represent our capital and bring the trophy home." Boss Gideon stressed, his appearance resembling

Arabella smirked. "I have prepared a

picking anyone from this batch?" Lady

waste an entire sponsorship slot on him." Madam Arabella acted disinterested as she watched the hundreds of

them to fight

"We will see..."

Creek!

everyone's attention was attracted to

Alves? What are you doing here? I thought you

responded with a cold tone as

signed up for the tournament, the news reached Boss Alves and he came straightway to the

by his response as they knew that Boss Alves was known for not having almost no enemies

off, I wonder what