The whole arena was staring at the sky.
From above, fire rained down like falling stars, trailing smoke through the air. It was a beautiful but terrifying sight.
Down below, an earth barrier stood tall. One figure was standing motionless but focused inside it.
Logan Smith.
Except for Logan and Rovan, everyone else held their breath. No one moved. No one spoke. All eyes were locked on the stage.
Logan stood calm, thinking quickly.
Was I so focused on this match and my opponent that I forgot the basics? he thought. Gravity always pulls—but gravity magic can push too, if reversed.
He raised his hand.
A strange wave pulsed around him. Logan had activated his gravity domain—but this time, in reverse.
Suddenly, the fire droplets in the sky stopped falling. They broke apart midair and vanished like sparks in the wind.
The audience gasped.
But Rovan didn't stop. He still believed he had everything under control.
