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.

was the spirits radiating with red and orange auras that held the majority. They

them, he was nothing but a mere swipe of a brush on a canvas of colors,

their luxurious VIP booths, the city's richest spirits lounged in the

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

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

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

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

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

main goal was to

in addition to receiving significant support from

for the sake of entertainment, but at the same time, they

going to put your Ravager in this tournament again, Mr. Atticus?" Lady Iris inquired as

his

believe that he should be ready to represent our capital and bring

I know that the Ravager is considered the most powerful fighter in our city, but it's too soon to proclaim him as the winner." Madam Arabella smirked. "I have prepared a respectable batch of combatants for this year's tournament and I am certain that they will give your fighter a run for his

guess you won't be picking anyone from this batch?" Lady Iris

look decent, no one has caught my eye to waste an entire sponsorship slot on him." Madam Arabella acted disinterested

for them to fight before

"We will see..."

Creek!

was attracted to it. When they

you doing here? I thought you aren't interested in such 'meaningless' fights."

struggle." Boss Alves responded with a cold tone

moment Felix signed up for the tournament, the news reached Boss Alves and he came straightway to the Colosseum to watch Felix suffering in agony to vent some

knew that Boss Alves was known

someone to piss you off, I wonder what he has