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 were

was nothing but a mere swipe of a brush on a canvas

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

hues of golden colors, leaned forward against the

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

in golden hue agreed, "There are more than forty red spirits and most of them are previously known fighters. Haha, looks like I will

disdain, but all were engaged, their spirits alight

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

fee straightaway.Instead, their main goal was to give an

support from their sponsor to get stronger if they

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

in this tournament again, Mr. Atticus?" Lady Iris inquired as she eyed a lean muscular ogre-like man,

He responded, his

we believe that he should be ready

as the winner." Madam Arabella smirked. "I have prepared a respectable batch

picking anyone from this

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

them to fight

"We will see..."

Creek!

VIP's chamber door was opened and everyone's attention was attracted to

you aren't interested in such 'meaningless' fights."

struggle." Boss Alves responded with a cold tone as he sat down

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

they knew that Boss Alves was known for not having almost no enemies due to his

you off,