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As the magical duel between Wei Dong and Xiong Wen'an escalated, the atmosphere in the Assembly Hall reached an unprecedented level of tension. This confrontation had evolved beyond a mere clash of magic; it resembled a performance of controlling natural forces. With each collision of their powers, the ground of the Assembly Hall began to crack irregularly, fissures rapidly spreading as if the entire floor was disintegrating beneath their feet.
The hall shook with the intense energy of their battle, lights flickering erratically, and decorations from the ceiling falling one by one due to the vibrations, creating a scene reminiscent of an apocalyptic spectacle. This overwhelming energy not only instilled fear in the audience but also made the entire venue feel as though it could collapse at any moment.
Darius, seated on a high platform and initially enjoying the duel between the two powerful figures, suddenly felt a sense of unease. He straightened up, furrowing his brow, and said to Swen, "Hey! Isn't this a bit too much?" His voice carried uncertainty and concern; after all, such a scale of magical confrontation could lead to unforeseen consequences.
However, Swen was completely absorbed in the duel before him, his gaze resolute and profound as if he could see through the secrets behind their magic. Swen replied quietly, "Indeed... it's excessive, but do you know? Wei Dong is only using thirty percent of his power." This revelation sent a chill down Darius's spine; this overwhelming energy was merely a fraction of Wei Dong's true strength, highlighting the terrifying potential of Wei Dong as a Summoner.
As the duel between Wei Dong and Xiong Wen'an intensified further, the state of the Assembly Hall seemed to be heading toward disaster. Darius's expression grew grave as he realized that this confrontation might bring unpredictable consequences. He urgently expressed his concerns to Swen: "No! It's not that! What's exaggerated is this—are you sure you want them to keep fighting here?" His tone revealed urgency and worry, his eyes filled with fear over losing control of the situation.
Swen's face, however, bore an almost manic excitement, seemingly captivated by the immense magic unleashed by both Summoners. He responded, "Yes... let them fight on; survival of the fittest! This is the essence of Noxus!" Swen's voice was firm and powerful; in his eyes, this duel was not merely a competition but a trial of Noxian spirit.
Seeing that Swen was already engrossed in the duel and unable to change his mind, Darius reluctantly gestured for nearby soldiers to begin evacuating the crowd to prevent potentially severe destructive consequences from escalating further. The soldiers acted swiftly, guiding spectators out of the hall in an orderly manner to ensure everyone's safety. Darius's actions demonstrated his sense of responsibility as a soldier and his quick response to the situation, despite feeling anxious about what might unfold.
As both Summoners unleashed their vast magical powers at the center of the Assembly Hall, Yanyan's voice rang out with astonishment as she exclaimed, "Wow wow wow! This is too much!" Her voice cut through the roar in the hall like a sharp blade, seemingly mocking the performance of both Summoners.
Sunan immediately responded with irritation; his face was filled with explosive anger as he shouted, "Shut up! What are you making noise for over there?" His voice boomed like thunder, filled with urgency and tension, reflecting his seriousness about the current situation. His gaze burned like flames as if he wanted to completely engulf Yanyan's voice.
Yolo expressed deep shock as he murmured, "This is unbelievable... their power is so immense that I can't even imagine..." His eyes were fixed on the two combatants at the center, seemingly trying to comprehend their extraordinary display of strength.
God Tone stood nearby with a look of shock on his face, filled with awe for his brother Wei Dong's terrifying abilities. He muttered to himself, "I thought my magical power was decent too, but compared to my brother Wei Dong... I'm still far behind..." His tone carried unease and introspection while also revealing respect and pride for Wei Dong's capabilities.
When Polnareff was knocked down by the tremendous impact of magic, it felt as though the entire Assembly Hall resonated with that force. A thunderous boom echoed through the air, sending chills down spines. Sergeant Rad witnessed this scene and widened his eyes in disbelief; he quickly rushed over without hesitation to help Polnareff regain his balance.
Sergeant Rad felt beads of sweat forming on his forehead, his heart racing. Supporting Polnareff, he nervously said, "This... this is too much!" His voice was filled with surprise and unease, his gaze shifting back and forth between the two Summoners' duel and Polnareff. He hesitated, unsure of how to respond to the situation before him.
Although Polnareff appeared somewhat disheveled, his expression was unwavering. He looked up at Sergeant Rad and gritted his teeth, saying, "No! This is all part of the process... If Wei Dong wants to establish himself in Noxus, he must get through this!" Even in this extremely tense situation, Polnareff's eyes revealed trust and expectation for Wei Dong. He firmly believed that Wei Dong could overcome this unprecedented challenge.
Everyone watched this scene, the tense atmosphere permeating the air as if they could hear their heartbeats echoing in the hall. This confrontation was not merely a simple magical duel; it was a test of faith and perseverance. Polnareff's determination and Wei Dong's efforts would determine the future fate of Noxus.
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