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.

that held the majority. They were like living flames, their bodies flickering and

was nothing but a mere swipe of a brush on

nestled in their luxurious VIP

of golden colors, leaned forward against the translucent

regal beautiful spirit, mused,

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 on

interest in certain fighters, others disdain, but all were engaged,

their marketplace, the fighters their commodities, and they, the elites, held the power to

of the fighters below had no intentions of paying three thousand Lumus as an entrance fee straightaway.Instead, their main

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

entertainment, but at the same time, they had plenty 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, making

He responded, his voice

but he has given it his best and we believe that he should be ready to

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 respectable batch of combatants for this year's tournament and I am certain that they will give your fighter a run

anyone from this batch?" Lady

entire sponsorship slot

to fight

"We will see..."

Creek!

attracted to it. When they spotted the newcomer, all of them

you

here to watch a rat struggle." Boss Alves responded with a cold tone as he

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

they knew that Boss Alves was known

you off, I wonder what