Nreu, like all the other stufons, watched as two princesses entered the arena, Nreu could not deny that they were charming, especially a light elf, then another amazing event occurred in the sky, two screens appeared on which two elves were depicted outwardly, they resembled elves in the arena.
But unlike Samantha and Cassandra, both gave a sense of power and strength, only in their eyes one could see that they were looking at everyone like they were ants. Nreu began to hear everyone around him talking about how the two elfs were god-like creatures both beautiful and strong.
Looking down at the arena, Nreu could see how one of the arches began to open and let you see who was inside. A half-elf walked slowly out of the gate, his skin was not dark like that of the dark elves, he felt some kind of inferiority, unlike the dark elves.
He was tall with white hair tied in a ponytail and in an academic uniform he held a round shield in one hand and a black sword in the other.
Heading towards the center of the stands, they began to subside, concentrating all their attention on the half-elf walking towards the center where two elves were standing. Nreu had already seen the half-elf lose, unlike princes and princesses, ordinary representatives of the races could not immediately survive such attention from different races directed at him.
Nreu expected Tray to drop his sword or kneel in defeat, but instead he stood in front of the light elf and looked at her. After a couple of seconds, the voice of the director was heard, who announced the rules and, having asked about the readiness of the duelists, having seen their nods, he announced the beginning of the duel.
Expecting a quick attack from the two princesses, everyone began to look in surprise at Samantha, who also stood and looked at Trey without taking her eyes off and not trying to attack, looking at Cassandra, everyone saw how she began to cast a spell and preparing to direct it, they saw how black chains formed in front of her.
Everyone who saw them was surprised, but Kassandra, placing a staff in front of the chains, blocked the blow and flew off ten steps with a groan.
The male representatives, regardless of race, changed their face to red. Continuing to block the blows of the chains, Cassandra shifted her gaze to the place where Samantha should have been, but her face froze in disbelief, everyone who was on the podium looked to the center and, like Cassandra, their faces changed from surprise to disbelief.
This power was not in the world for a long time, but everyone knew what it looked like. The darkness of the power that now dominated the arena, many jumped up pointing to the center of the arena and stuttering asked to confirm those nearby that this was not a mirage.
The matriarch who had watched the fight begin could not help but recognize in the half-elf the possibility that one of the past matriarchs had allowed their half-breeds to escape.
Unlike humans, the dark elves did not harbor sentimentality towards half-elves, they were a by-product of their vulgar deeds during the war of the five races, matriarchs, like patriarchs, had many concubines who could give birth to half-breeds, but according to the law of the dark elves, they were disposed of Seeing her daughter being squeezed, she mentally grimaced in displeasure, the power of the technique used by the half-elf was amazing but not as dangerous as many might think, seeing where her daughter was looking and how her face changed to distrust, the matriarch turned her gaze to where Cassandra was looking.
At first she thought that her vision was playing a cruel joke on her, but after she blinked a couple of times, what she saw for the first time did not disappear anywhere.
- Impossible. - Shouted the matriarch, she did not care that her cry frightened both the queen of the light elves and the stufons, since many lost consciousness from her cry, even if she was only with the help of broadcasting.
The matriarch, carefully began to look at the darkness, she, like all the living dark elves, did not find the period when they owned the magic of darkness. But after so many years in front of her, a half-elf used this very magic! How could she not lose control of her emotions, she was ready to immediately go to the academy, but she was stopped by the headmaster's voice.
- Dark Elf Matriarch, with all due respect, remain calm or I will be forced to shut you down. - A menacing voice of the director was heard, he could understand the emotions and thoughts of the matriarch as well as she was completely shocked by what he saw.
- I understand, I apologize director. - Trying to calm down, the matriarch said for the first time in her life, she prayed that her daughter would win.
The headmaster nodded at the matriarch's words, and turned his gaze to the darkness. He had a lot of questions for the young half-elf, but those questions would have to wait until the duel was over.