Supernatural Academy

: The Eli

neath their feet. A new arena formed-an ancient coliseum with towering s

the center, tension crackling between the

ce boomed

mpetitors. You have

d them flared, ca

of you must face

of the arena rumbled open, revealing

ll over t

e obscured by a silver mask. His cape billowed beh

d beside Stel

" she asked, e

Jake's voice was low,

tched. She had hea

, the U

defeated in every battle. He had trained

a few feet away from

Rhaegor said, his voice deep a

le

s presence alone

rward immediate

is arm. "You just foug

ression unreadable. "You do

his gaze, her eyes flashing with dete

pa

rply and stepped back.

ckles, facing Rhaegor.

ghter, and the arena s

tle had

aegor: Streng

d slicing through the air. Stella barely had time to dodge, rolling to the side

peed to weave around him. She needed t

to. His blade came down again, but this time Stella ducked under

ely mo

voice steady. "But spee

ain, forcin

fist, channeling the cold deep inside her. The air arou

areful. If she used too muc

her foot slamming against the ground-and ice sp

ng faltered for

all she

d landing a solid punch to his helmet, send

ck. The temperature

e over, limiti

e, the legendary

rowd

ked. "Sma

and wiped his helmet clean with one glove

he lifted his blade and s

rippling through the arena-s

s eyes

ke thr

ct, Rhaegor was alre

fa

ammed into

d off the ground, and she was sent flying backwar

tened into fists

ng through her ribs, but she

is head tilting slight

m her lip and smirked.

again-but this time, she

ied on

ground, sending a blinding cloud of debris into

neve

Stella

rned sharp

lready be

h ice, not aimed at

otion, she froze

to lift it-his

e struggled against the ice b

didn'

ed a final, explosiv

kward, the ice freezing up his a

me, Rhaegor's kn

na fell

ng ran

r... Stell

owd er

ily, her body achi

ad do

proud smirk tugg

thing in Rhaegor's dark gaze told her th

... he wouldn

s of the battle lingering in the air. Even as the

won, but

fingers, shattering the remnants of ice still clinging to his armor. His sharp g

did somethin

smi

d, his voice deep but oddly amused. "But

r forehead, breathing heavily.

widened. "

sword as if it weighed nothing,

rushed forward, their expression

grabbing her arm. "I thought y

wincing slightly. The pain from Rhaegor'

iggest, strongest fighter in the tournamen

inned.

next match was set to begin. But Stella couldn't s

the coliseum, and there, near the

nce felt...

e, his expression har

before she could respond, the

an down h

about strength, but something els

hing

gor wasn't the only oppone

s beginning to settle, but Stel

oded fi

had been watching h

again, eyes sharp. "D

ad. "No. But someth

. "Maybe just some n

r someone who w

e Stella

ut of here. This tournament is get

ve, a slow clap echo

t from their battle, but his stance relaxed. His silver ey

tch, did you?" he mused. "Yo

ened. "What

me, I felt it. You didn't just stop time-you controlled it.

"You act like you kno

ked again. "

ng the end of the first round. The crowd roared as the next group e

lightly, lower

l. That hooded figure? They w

th caught. "W

st say... the real gam

walked off, disappearing into the co

r his breath. "I

r did

t play, and she was ri

had no i