Erlan attacks.

Arwin falls to his knees, struggling to stay upright. He gasps, doubting the strength of the child in front of him. Arwin feels that Zorka's level is beneath his own, yet Zorka manages attacks that almost conquer him.

"You're impressive, Zorka. If it weren't for the competition, we could have been close friends," Arwin says with a sly smile.

Zorka gives a disgusted look, refusing to be friends with someone aiming to exploit the competition.

"Disgusting!" Zorka exclaims.

"I've never been interested in being close to you, especially in this competition. I knew what kind of person you are from the beginning, Arwin!"

This time Zorka attacks first, creating a rune with ice magic.

"Agkístri!"

The heavy rain suddenly slows down, turning each drop into sharp ice thorns. Zorka's spell transforms raindrops into ice thorns created from his magic rune.

Then, the ice thorns, originally directed towards the ground, change course towards Arwin.

"Attack!" with a single command, the ice thorns strike
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