Balanced Environment

The boy was paralyzed, but the spirit in his lance managed to react, albeit weakened. However, before he could regain his composure, the lance had already been reached, and there was no turning back.

Saya flapped her small wings lightly and gracefully, and a tiny spark extended to touch the lance. In an instant, a terrifying sound of metal cracking echoed throughout the martial arena.

The golden lance was completely shattered, its brilliance faded as if it had never existed. With the power of the lance gone from the world, the smell of blood permeated the air, reaching the noses of everyone present.

In a sudden flash of light, the boy disappeared completely, leaving no traces behind. There was no bloody mist in sight, just a faint smell of blood lingering in the air, accompanied by an aura filled with death and resentment that enveloped everyone.