The fireball is three times the size of a freaking football. She looks at me, her lips curling up to a menacing smirk then hurls the ball at me.
My eyes widen as I basically see my life flash before my eyes before jumping out of the way. The ball hits the other side of the arena, searing it black. The walls must be really strong to not have crumbled from the impact.
She doesn’t give me enough time to get myself together before hurling another fireball at me; this one smaller than the last. I duck, laying flat on the ground as the fireball flies over my head.
I get up and dust my pants but still alert in case she hurls another one at me. I sniff the air. “Do you smell something burning?”.
I hear snickers coming from the crowd and I look up. My normally jet black is fiery yellow and s
