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.

it was the spirits radiating with red and orange auras that held the majority. They were like living flames, their

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

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

forward against the translucent barrier, their discerning eyes critically appraising the

say, this year's talent seems exceptionally vibrant," a tall, regal beautiful spirit, mused, her diamond-like eyes carefully following a particularly aggressive red fighter in

and most of them are previously known fighters. Haha, looks like I will be

some expressing interest in certain fighters, others disdain, but all were engaged, their spirits alight with

become their marketplace, the fighters their commodities, and they, the elites, held the power to change the fate of

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 interest

addition to receiving significant support from their sponsor to get stronger if they proved themselves to

rich lords were doing this for the sake of entertainment, but at the same time, they had

as she eyed a lean muscular ogre-like man,

his voice rough and

defeat has crushed us all, but he has given it his best and we believe that he should be ready to represent our capital and bring the trophy

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

anyone from this batch?" Lady

caught my eye to waste an entire sponsorship slot on him." Madam Arabella acted disinterested as she watched

for them to fight

"We will see..."

Creek!

was attracted to it. When

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

Alves responded

came straightway to the Colosseum to

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

to piss you off, I wonder what he has