The lion roared through the storms. When it got out through the other side, it’s brown fur was ruffled but it still retained it’s initial ferocity. The lion smashed unto the witch pinning her instantly on the ground with his massive weight. The witch groaned on the ground as it struggled to get from under the weight above her, unsuccessfully. The lion gave a victorious roar as it lifted it’s right paw high, claws drawn out.
“ Number one wins” the teacher announced
The lion shifted back to his naked human form and walked out of the podium. No one would dare laugh after they saw his power in the fight. Even a witch’s rainstorm couldn’t stop it. The students made path for him as he walked to the changing room.
“ Number thirteen and number one hundred and eighty three”
Ronan the elf made
