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.

auras that held the majority. They were like living flames, their bodies flickering and pulsating with raw

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

luxurious VIP booths, the city's richest spirits lounged

against the translucent barrier, their discerning eyes critically appraising the sea of

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

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

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

they, the elites, held the power to change the fate

main goal was to give an amazing performance during the trials and hopefully attract the interest of those

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

the sake of entertainment, but at the same time, they had plenty to earn from

you going to put your Ravager in this tournament again, Mr. Atticus?" Lady Iris inquired as she eyed a lean muscular ogre-like man, wearing a dignified robe,

responded, his voice

should be ready to represent our capital and bring the trophy home."

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

guess you won't be picking anyone

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

them to

"We will see..."

Creek!

was opened and everyone's attention was attracted to it. When they spotted the

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

struggle." Boss Alves responded

tournament, the news reached Boss Alves and he came straightway to the Colosseum to watch

knew that Boss Alves was known for not having almost no

piss you off, I