As Atenzi's hand began its descent, a primal instinct surged within him.
The power of Motion, ever-present in his veins, suddenly roared to life with an intensity he had never experienced before.
Without conscious thought, Atenzi found himself moving faster than he ever had, his body blurring as he raced towards the far edge of the arena.
Time seemed to slow to a crawl as Atenzi moved. He could see individual dust particles hanging suspended in the air, could perceive the subtle shifts in the cosmic energies radiating from Ignis and Astra Nova. The crowd appeared frozen, their expressions of anticipation caught in a single, eternal moment.
Just as Atenzi reached the furthest point of the arena, time snapped back into its normal flow. He turned, his enhanced senses straining to capture every detail of the impending clash between cosmic titans.
But what he witnessed defied all comprehension.