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.

red and orange auras that held the majority. They were like living flames,

was nothing but a mere swipe of a brush on a canvas of

VIP booths, the city's richest

golden colors, leaned forward against the translucent barrier, their discerning eyes

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 the

"There are more than forty red spirits and most of them are previously known fighters. Haha, looks like I

vein, some expressing interest in certain fighters, others disdain, but

Colosseum had become their marketplace, the fighters their commodities, and they, the elites, held the power to change the fate of these contenders with

main goal was to give

pulled it off, their entrance fee would be paid off in addition to receiving significant support from their sponsor to get stronger if they

doing this for the sake of entertainment, but at the same time, they had plenty

tournament again, Mr. Atticus?" Lady Iris inquired as she eyed a lean muscular ogre-like man, wearing a dignified robe, making him resemble

his voice

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 home." Boss Gideon

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

be picking anyone

does look decent, no one has caught my eye to waste an entire sponsorship

for them to fight before

"We will see..."

Creek!

door was opened and everyone's attention was attracted to it. When they spotted the

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

responded with a

he came straightway to the Colosseum

Boss Alves was known

piss you off, I wonder what