155 True Freedom

We both shot towards each other with deafening booms that echoed across the vast plain. My eyes locked on the purple irises that mirrored my own, attempting to locate weaknesses in the Elder's posture.

My final battle would be against myself. All the time I had spent training, killing, and living, had all prepared me for this moment. 

The Elder leaped into the air, condensing his bind into a small orb in his palm before unleashing it towards me. The world around me slowed down as I watched the projectile close in on me.

My surroundings were engulfed in shadows. Darkness beset the scene but slowly began clearing up as color returned to the area. I smiled at the irony of the familiar location as my ears were submerged in the deafening cries of an ecstatic crowd. The blaring horns of combat and the robotic announcer followed shortly after.

I snapped back to the fight, avoiding the blast of lightning and anticipating an attack through the dark smoke.