'Now, this is too much. I can't prolong this fight anymore; I should've won in the starting few minutes. The water is over the head now! Okay, let's finish this with the next attack,' thought Roclus as he grinned internally.
Anya had backed off before so there was a distance between the two of them, Roclus stood straight facing Anya and held his sword tightly. He supplied his legs with strength and mana as he focused his mind, channeling his magical energy into the sword too.
"Magiken!!!" Roclus screamed. His sword released so much light that for a second he disappeared within it, then, as the light faded a short sword that was glowing in a sky blue color came into sight. The blade was totally dyed in light blue and the metal was not visible.
This was magiken, the technique this training session was meant for. Normally the students were ought to activate it as soon as the match began but he was Roclus, he was not like normal people who went with the flow.