The sun rose on the final day of the tournament, casting a warm golden light over the grounds. The air buzzed with anticipation as the remaining competitors gathered in the arena, the crowd already filling the stands. Zephara and I stood together, our hands entwined, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.
The official stepped onto the podium, their voice amplified by magic to reach every corner of the arena. "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the final day of our grand tournament! Today, the remaining pairs will face off in one-on-one duels. The winner of each duel will move on to the next round, until only one pair remains. Let the duels begin!"
A murmur of excitement rippled through the crowd as the official continued, "The first duel will be between Zephara, the Queen of Flames, and Xalor, the Demon Lord."
Zephara squeezed my hand, her eyes meeting mine with a determined gaze. "Stay safe, Leora. I'll handle this."