104 Fist and Book

The blue tinted grass floor of the coliseum was empty save for two people standing on opposite sides. 

Seth stood by the gate he just stepped out of. His intense gaze focused on his opponent. The anxiety he was showing a moment ago was gone. His body was relaxed, his arms loosely drooped by his sides. If not for his intense, hostile gaze and clenched teeth, one could think he wasn't there to fight.

His opponent, however, was quite the opposite of him. The slightly shorter young man's every motion was quick, sudden, and jittery. His legs were stiff as he walked out the gate, and his gaze constantly leapt between Seth and the terrace from which the start of the match would be announced.

"Fawn's Magic Academy versus The Spanish Academy of Sorcery, begin!" The announcer's voice sounded.

Aether leaned forward in his seat. How strong was Seth's opponent? Could he win? His heartbeat fastened as soon as the contestants dashed forward.