For the Team
The arena rumbles as the fourth match ends. The golden sands and dusts that flutter as the defeated competitors exit the arena, permeates throughout. A chilly sensation jolts down my spine as we go and prepare for our fight. Descending down the steps of the stadium, I feel butterflies in my stomach. They are numerous and tumultuous causing my knees to tremble and my hands shake. It is going to be my first battle with the others as a team, and what happened this morning has already dampened our fighting power. Paul swings his spear omnidirectionally twisting and turning his body as he does. Like a dragon, his spear appears to fly as he moves it around his body and directs it with his hand. Vale accumulates MP before the match starts. Surrounding him is a faint cerulean aura that oscillate
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