Extra Of The Magus Academy

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The moment the announcer's voice echoed through the arena, the battle between Ashfelt Zephyr and Fey of the Orion Sage Academy erupted into motion.

A bone-chilling wind swept across the stage as Fey whispered a single word under her breath, barely audible beneath the excited cheers of the crowd.

"[Frost Veil]."

A dense mist of freezing energy burst forth, swallowing half the stage in a thick, swirling blizzard. The temperature plummeted instantly, and Ash felt the cold bite into his skin despite his wind-based defenses.

Ice began creeping along the stage floor, encasing it in a slick sheet of frost that spread with alarming speed.

'As expected… this attack comes first.'

Fey was the type to not waste any time and end things as quickly as possible.

Ash's eyes narrowed as he instinctively leapt backward, narrowly avoiding a sudden spike of jagged ice that shot up from where he had stood.

'She's fast.'

Fey stood still within the icy fog, her figure barely visible through the frost-laden mist.

Her silver-white hair flowed behind her like a frozen waterfall, and her blue eyes remained emotionless, void of hesitation or even exertion. With each whispered incantation, the battlefield continued to shift in her favor.

"[Glacier Shards]."

Without warning, a barrage of razor-sharp icicles materialized in the air around Ash and shot toward him at terrifying speed. He spun his body, summoning a gust of wind with a flick of his fingers.

"[Wind Barrier]!"

A vortex of air spiraled around him, deflecting the shards away, but Fey was relentless.

Another whisper. Another spell.

"[Frost Chains]."

The ice beneath Ash's feet cracked, and thick tendrils of frozen energy lunged at him like serpents. His eyes widened, and with a powerful gust from his Wind Spirit, he propelled himself upward, barely escaping their grasp.

Hovering midair, Ash grit his teeth, feeling a bead of sweat—no, condensation—forming on his brow.

Fey's mastery over ice wasn't just powerful, it was suffocating.

'She controls the entire field… if I stay on the ground, I'm done for.'

The only reason he had survived this long was due to him predicting her movies and his unbelievably fast casting time that exceeded even those who were stronger than him.

Fey's whisper came again, her lips barely moving.

"[Frozen Lance]."

A spear of solid ice formed in her delicate hand, and without a moment's hesitation, she flung it with chilling accuracy.

It sliced through the air, aiming straight for Ash's chest.

"[Gale Step]!"

Ash twisted midair, wind swirling around his feet as he narrowly evaded the deadly projectile. He countered with a sharp thrust of his hand, wind coiling into razor-sharp currents. "[Wind Cutter]!"

The blade of air shot toward Fey, but the ice surrounding her shifted instinctively, forming a thick wall of frost to absorb the attack. A crack echoed through the arena as the barrier shattered into shards, but Fey remained unharmed, her face expressionless.

'She's too calm. She's not wasting energy.'

Ash understood that Fey wasn't just powerful—she was efficient.

Every move was calculated, her energy output perfectly balanced. If he continued playing her game, he would eventually lose.

'Time to change tactics.'

His eyes glinted with determination as he whispered under his breath.

"[Externalization]."

VWUUUUSH!!!

A surge of emerald light burst around him as his Medium Grade Wind Spirit materialized—an ethereal figure with flowing ribbons of air trailing behind it.

Its presence amplified Ash's mobility and power tenfold, and the winds around him howled in response. With wings spread out beneath Ash's feet, it raised him high above the stage, causing him to rise beyond the freezing area.

'I knew I would have to use this at some point… I guess the time has come.'

Fey's icy blue eyes flickered with the faintest sign of interest as Ash shot higher into the air, his Wind Spirit keeping him afloat.

From above, he had the advantage.

He could avoid her ground-based assaults and attack freely.

"[Tempest Surge]!"

A massive whirlwind descended upon Fey's position, howling and spiraling with enough force to tear through the icy mist she had created. The frost cracked and groaned under the pressure, but Fey remained eerily composed. She raised her hand and whispered again.

"[Absolute Zero]."

In an instant, the howling winds slowed.

Ash felt the air around him turn deathly still. A freezing pressure descended upon him, and for the first time in the battle, he felt true danger.

'She's freezing the air itself!'

He pushed his Wind Spirit to the limit, forcing himself to move faster before he was caught. Fey's power was a slow and steady force—if he let it drag on, he would eventually be overwhelmed.

'Even with [Externalization], I'm still struggling… it just goes to show how fierce her power is.'

Not only was she expending an insane amount of Magia, but her Familiar was of the Greater Grade. If it wasn't for his identity as a Transmigrator who already knew about her beforehand, he wouldn't stand a chance.

'Let's try this instead…' Gritting his teeth, Ash changed his approach.

Instead of brute force, he started weaving around the battlefield with rapid movements, striking at different angles with [Wind Blades] and [Aero Strikes].

Fey blocked each one with minimal effort, but Ash could see it—tiny cracks forming in her defenses.

Despite her composure, she was slowing down.

'She's not used to long fights.'

Taking a deep breath, Ash decided to go for the finishing blow.

Channeling every ounce of his remaining strength, he raised his hand and whispered his final spell.

"[Storm Barrage]."

A powerful surge of wind condensed above him, forming dozens of razor-sharp wind lances.

With a flick of his fingers, they shot down in a relentless storm.

Fey's eyes widened, and for the first time, she whispered faster, her hands moving in fluid motions to summon barriers of ice.

"[Frost Shield]!"

But it wasn't enough. The barrage of wind tore through her defense, shattering the last remnants of her strength.

Ice exploded across the stage, and before she could react, Ash descended in a flash, landing a decisive strike with his wind-enhanced fist.

BOOM!