The sky was burning orange colours as the evening set in and the brothers had been training hard over the course of some days and had been too tired afterwards for anything more than eating in their chambers; they were eager to get the best of their powers. Iefyr’s fire had grown more powerful and Ievos was matching Trenta for speed and power firing ice to one another and countering attacks. Iefyr had improved his stamina through meditation to enable prolonged use of his powers, but he had been right about Ievos struggling to still his mind enough to meditate and focus on building his stamina in the use of his ice powers. It had begun to seem as though it was taking its toll on Ievos though and he suddenly faltered. Stumbling backwards, falling against the arena wall he was near. He felt a
