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.

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

them, he was nothing but a mere swipe of a brush

VIP booths, the

colors, leaned forward against the translucent barrier, their

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

agreed, "There are more than forty red spirits and most of them are previously known fighters. Haha, looks like I will be spending a fortune

disdain, but all were engaged, their spirits

and they, the elites, held the power

their main goal was to give an amazing performance during the trials and

significant support from their sponsor to get stronger if

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

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

his voice rough and

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

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

you won't be picking anyone from

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

to fight

"We will see..."

Creek!

and everyone's attention was attracted to it. When

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

Boss Alves responded with a cold tone as he sat down next to

he came straightway to the Colosseum to watch Felix

by his response as they knew that Boss Alves was

someone to piss you off, I wonder what he