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The sharp tang of fear mixed with the acrid odor of anticipation.
My skin tingled with every blow that Ashale took, each impact resonating through my very being.
My heart raced.
I wasn’t just an observer; I was a part of this battle, their destinies intertwined.
When it became evident that Ashale’s strength was ebbing, an instinct, powerful and undeniable, surged within.
Without hesitation, I released my own spirit animals into the pit.
Their presence was immediately felt, their strength complementing Ashale’s, turning the tides of the battle.
However, the fight was far from over.
Though my spirit animals fought valiantly alongside Ashale’s, it was clear that they were both running on borrowed time.
The sounds of the pit became more frantic — the gasps, the anticipatory murmurs, the shouted bets on the outcome.
My hands clenched the railings of the Prize Pool, my knuckles white, every fiber of my being urging Ashale on, willing him to find the strength to endure.
The ending was nothing short of miraculous.
Ashale’s final triumph, with the aid of my spirit animals, was a moment forever etched into my memory.
The chorus of cheers and applause rang in my ears — all of it was a blur compared to the look in Ashale’s eyes when he gazed up at me.
Exhaustion.
Gratitude.
Love.
As the arena slowly emptied, the sounds and scents of victory dissipating into the night, a stark realization settled over me.
They couldn’t keep doing this.
Ashale’s strength was waning.
I could hear the labored rhythm of his breathing, even from my position above the ring.
Time was running out.
I ascended my platform and took my place in the Prize Pool.
They needed an escape.
A permanent solution.
Summon the dragon.
The creature of legends and their last hope.
They needed to summon the dragon to free them from this prison.
And they needed to do it now.
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