After a brief conversation, the monarchs looked at the arenas and fixed on Jhin and Saulo who were facing each other. The tension in the air was palpable, their auras clashed with crackles of energy, distorting the surrounding environment like a mirror under heat.
Jhin's eyes glowed with an unearthly glow, the power of his Celestial Eye manifesting itself. He studied Saul with surgical precision, not only observing his movements, the muscles tensing beneath his armor, but also the fluctuations of energy that indicated the weak points in his defenses, brief golden pulses revealing vulnerabilities.
Saul, with his imposing black spear, emanated an enigmatic and heavy presence, like the shadow of an oracle.
Saul snorted and lunged forward in a lightning-fast charge, his spear cutting through the air with a sharp whistle in a movement that seemed simple but carried deadly intent hidden beneath veils of probability.
