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Magic Imperium (Part 11)
“Take this!” Oliver announced as he threw both hands left and right of his body. Instantly a barrage of fireballs manifested behind him in a wall-formation. Making a swiping motion, each sphere of flames went soaring across the sky right for the solo foe.

Quickly striking the soil with his fist, he formed a wall of Ki between him and the coming projectiles. Each one blew up like a firework the instant they touched his barrier. As the barrage of attacks ceased, the viewers noticed the warrior’s barrier was cracked as if it were made from glass. Noticing this, Picosa flew straight for the barrier while his teammate fired a consecutive amount of energy blasts.

Denkamo could feel his shield growing weaker with each attack. Finally it shattered to pieces. He felt a great strain on his body but continued to fight on. “Nice teamwork, but I won’t give up so easily. It’s about time I go on the offensive!” The white-haired knight manifested a fireball before condensing it to the side of a baseball. Picosa was just a few feet away when their enemy launched his attack.

Judging the attack by it’s size, Picosa assumed he could easily stop or deflect it without much trouble. But when time came to act, the pale boy tried back-handing it. Instead of launching the small sphere in the opposite direction, he found that his hand was getting forced back toward him, when he struck the ball with his hand it felt like a small bowling ball that was getting pushed toward him.

(Darn it! Why can’t I push this small sphere back!?) He thought in frustration. Suddenly his attacker clinched his fist, causing his fireball to erupt in an abrupt explosion. Picosa went staggering across the dirt covered arena until his ally managed to catch him. The crowd applauded for the solo warrior that seemed to have the upper-hand in their battle.

Oliver shook his friend gently but couldn’t get a response. Setting him in the corner of the battlefield, he moved at full velocity toward his enemy. A look of anger could be seen across his face. Just as Oliver threw a full-force punch in his blind rage, Denkamo caught his combatant’s strike, sending a shockwave of force across the arena. Before his opponent could attack once more, Denkamo struck him with enough force to knock all the air from the boy’s body. Oliver coughed as he fell to one knee gripping his abdomen.

“D-darn it, how could we be losing? We had an advantage!” Their opponent began to laugh replying: “So you believe in quantity over quality? Or maybe you think too highly of yourself” With the bit of strength he had left, Oliver used a shockwave of force that sent dust and dirt up into the air like smoke to hide himself just long enough to gain distance and buy time to concentrate his bit if Ki into his palm.

(One last-attack) With every inch of his power, Oliver fired a blue Ki blast that went soaring out from the brown dust right for his target. But Denkamo deflected the coming blast with the flick of only two fingers. As the dust proceeded to clear, The crowd watched as the single boy face-planted into the soil- covered ground. The audience suddenly exploded in a uproar of cheers and excitement.

“Seems we have a winner!” Their announcer called-out. The winner rose his fist into the air with a grin upon his face…

Next Day…

All of the participants returned to watch the next match begin. Denkamo vs Gavin and Kyla. Both stood ready to attack. Their solo target stood motionless with a smirk on his face. Not taking any chances, Kimimaro unleashed his siphoning chains, wrapping them around the man’s wrist.

As Gavin commenced...