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

but a mere swipe of a brush on

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

against the translucent barrier,

say, this year's talent seems exceptionally vibrant," a tall, regal beautiful spirit, mused, her diamond-like eyes

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

group continued in this vein, some expressing interest in certain fighters, others disdain, but all were engaged, their spirits

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

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 interest of those

support from their sponsor to get stronger if they proved themselves to have

same time,

in this tournament again, Mr. Atticus?" Lady Iris inquired as

his

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

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

picking anyone from this batch?" Lady

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

for them to

"We will see..."

Creek!

door was opened and everyone's attention was attracted to

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

Alves responded with a cold tone as he sat down next

he came straightway to the Colosseum to watch

as they knew that Boss Alves was known for not

someone to piss you off, I wonder what