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.

with red and orange auras that held the majority.

a brush on a canvas of colors,

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

glittering with hues of golden colors, leaned forward against the translucent barrier, their discerning eyes critically appraising the sea of

mused, her diamond-like eyes carefully following

more than forty red spirits and most of them

but all were engaged, their spirits alight with anticipation and the thrill of the

the fighters their commodities, and they, the elites, held the

the fighters below had no intentions of paying three thousand Lumus as an entrance fee straightaway.Instead, their main goal was to give an amazing performance during the trials and hopefully attract the

support from their sponsor to get

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

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

his voice rough and

that he should be ready to represent our capital and bring the trophy home." Boss Gideon

proclaim him as the winner." Madam Arabella smirked. "I have prepared a respectable batch of combatants for this

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

entire sponsorship slot on him." Madam Arabella acted disinterested as she

them to

"We will see..."

Creek!

was opened and everyone's attention was attracted to it. When they spotted the newcomer, all of

Alves? What are you doing here? I thought you

a rat struggle." Boss Alves responded with a cold tone

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

as they knew that Boss Alves was

off,