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Round 2 of the tournament

The tension in the arena was palpable as Team Ignus faced off against the Darcour Guards in the second round of the tournament. Ignus couldn't resist needling their opponents. "So, which one of you became a guard because daddy pulled some strings?" he taunted, earning a scowl from Agni and amused chuckles from his teammates.

Amoi, ever the voice of reason, nudged Ignus. "Let's stay focused and humble, alright?" he said, eyeing Agni warily.

The banter continued as the teams sized each other up, exchanging taunts and jests. Finally, the referee signaled the start of the match, and the battle began in earnest.

Ignus and Brenna dashed forward, while Amoi drew his sword, ready for combat. Agni met Brenna's attack head-on, their blades clashing in a flurry of sparks. Meanwhile, Amoi faced off against Agni, his movements precise and calculated.

As Amoi dodged Agni's swings with ease, the young Darcour became increasingly frustrated. He activated a boost spell to enhance his abilities, but Amoi was prepared. With a grin, Amoi activated his own boost, along with a speed enhancement, and launched a rapid assault on Agni.

While Amoi and Agni engaged in their intense duel, Ignus and Brenna made quick work of the other guards, their teamwork seamless and efficient. Ignus, ever the provocateur, continued to taunt Agni, trying to throw him off his game.

Amidst the chaos, Brenna found herself on her back, laughing uproariously at the spectacle. "What's taking you so long, Amoi?" she called out between fits of laughter.

Amoi, amused by the situation, couldn't help but crack a few jokes of his own as he pressed his attack against Agni. The two opponents clashed with ferocity, their skills and strategies on full display for the cheering crowd.

As the battle raged on, it became clear that Team Ignus was in control. With Ignus and Brenna's opponents defeated, they turned their full attention to the showdown between Amoi and Agni, ready to celebrate another hard-fought victory.

Agni, realizing the tide was turning against him, became more aggressive. He lunged at Amoi, his strikes coming faster and harder. Amoi, however, remained calm and focused, his movements fluid and precise.

With a swift move, Amoi disarmed Agni, sending his sword flying across the arena. The crowd erupted into cheers as Amoi stood victorious over his opponent. Ignus and Brenna joined him in the center of the arena, their fists raised in triumph.

As they basked in their victory, Ignus couldn't resist one last jab at Agni. "Looks like you'll have to find a new line of work, Darcour," he quipped, earning a begrudging nod of respect from Agni.

The referee declared Team Ignus the winners, and they were met with thunderous applause from the crowd. They had proven once again that teamwork, skill, and a bit of humor could overcome even the toughest challenges.