The aftermath of the duel was a blur, a chaotic mix of sounds and emotions that I could barely process. The roar of the crowd was deafening, their cheers echoing off the stone walls of the arena as Zaya's voice cut through the noise, announcing my victory.
I stood there, still catching my breath, feeling the weight of what had just happened begin to settle in.
I had won.
My chest heaved with each breath, the adrenaline still coursing through my veins, but it was already starting to fade, leaving behind an exhaustion that tugged at every muscle in my body.
The blue flames that had once roared so fiercely around me had dwindled to mere embers, flickering faintly before extinguishing entirely. I could feel the heat of the battle lingering on my skin, a reminder of the power I had unleashed.