It was the deciding battle, and everyone was consciously aware of it.
Team Hyperion was absorbed into Team Crius, so there are only two teams remaining.
Only one can pass this rite. Fifteen people maximum. More of them needed to die.
Desperation and anger that had been accumulating throughout the duration of the rite are the driving factors, pushing Layra and the other students to charge with a roar inside their throats.
As for the other side, domination and spite fueled them to meet their enemies head-on.
Nobody was pulling back any punches.
The ground cracked. Trees toppled over and broke. Mana flashed brightly against the night.
Clanging of steel against steel rang sharply as mana explosions flashed the darkness with a blinding light, leaving behind fire that charred the trees. Firelight bathed the hateful faces of the students, making it harder to believe that they were all normal people not too long ago.
