"ARRRGH!!!! EVERETT! KURT!" Emelie let out an agonizing scream as the backlash of her brother's suicidal blast slammed into her telekinetic barrier.
Inside the broadcasting booth and the rest of the stands, Commentator Ken and the hundreds of spectators were forced to violently clamp their eyes shut against the blinding silver glare that filled the entire space.
Ayako stood perfectly still with her hands resting flat against the stone railing. Behind the dark lenses of her sunglasses, she watched the cascading silver fire devour the center of the ring with an unreadable expression.
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Inside the Rossana-Valentine estate, the previously rowdy living room fell into a suffocating silence. The holographic projection screen flickered violently, distorted by the magical static of the explosion before settling into a sickening display of white dust and crackling silver lightning streaks.
