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A/N:
This is part 2, part 1 is attached to the previous chapter due to a posting error with 'The Requests'. The previous chapter contains 'The Requests' and 'The Final Four [Part 1]'
I apologize for the inconvenience, please feel free to yell at me in the comments.
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Desmond heard the signal to start and immediately threw his spear. He knew that his opponent, Thomas von Petra was no slouch when it came to fighting. He had a lot of swagger and possibly too much confidence, but it did not come from nowhere. Thomas was a skilled fighter.
"[Spear Arts: Triple Thrust]!"
Desmond rushed forward and stabbed his weapon into his opponent. The redhead was able to block the attack but was pushed back a few inches as the single strike became three at the point of impact. He was not going to let up, fast and hard was the way to win this.
"[Aqua: Water Shot]"
A small orb of water formed at the tip of his spear and shot at Thomas, who countered with a spell of his own. "[Flamma: Incinerate]"
The two spells canceled each other out and fizzled in the air. Thomas immediately followed up with, "[Sword Arts: Aura Blade], [Sword Arts: Heavy Slash]"
Thomas swung his sword in a diagonal cut, creating a massive arc of golden energy that was targeting Desmond. It cut through the ground as it flew towards him. With only one clear option, he chose to attempt to block the attack, "[Glacies: Ice Wall], [Glacies: Ice Wall]"
"You see, Desmond Adler." Thomas continued. "The moment you entered the ring with me was the moment you sealed your fate."
"[Flamma: Fireball – Multishot]"
Unable to wrap his head around the fact that a student like Thomas could use a modified spell, Desmond stood there stunned as three, massive balls of fire closed in around him from all sides. Each one that exploded created a massive burst of heat and force that he would not be able to withstand.
"I concede!" he shouted. It was his only option. It was better to lose face here than his life or any of his limbs.
"Good choice Desmond." Thomas laughed, canceling his spells and turning to walk off the stage.
"Brother! Brother! Are you all right?" A sweet voice called out to him full of concern. A girl with violet hair like his rushed up and pulled him to a standing position.
"Yes, Jade, I am quite all right." He answered. "It seems our goal is postponed for now. Though I have lost here, I have not given up. We will get somewhere better for you. Somewhere you can live a normal life."
She simply smiled at him and assisted him in walking off the stage. It was true that he was handed his defeat here, but he had more paths open for him. He should have at least been able to show some of his prowess by getting into the final four.
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Off in a far corner of the arena, an elderly man sat, watching the matches closely. One in particular interested him the most. It was of course the fight including Titan. He had done something that everyone saw, but not many understood.
Truly what Titan had shown off was a powerful technique, something only a handful of mages and warriors could perfect, including this old man.
"Hehe." Wally chuckled. "I wasn't thinking about attending this farce, though with Kalivas present I suppose I had to on behalf of my teacher. However, I did not expect to see this!"
He looked at Titan, who had a mask hiding his face. However, watching him use mana, Wally was able to see the truth. "Congrats, boy. It looks like you've finally done it." He gave a big toothy grin. "Cannot wait to see what happens next! Keep Grandpa entertained, won't you, Lucius?"