BAM!
The sound of the impact echoed like a thunderclap across the enclosed stadium.
Shila didn't even have the time to widen her eyes. Sora's steel-gauntleted fist, propelled by a violently concentrated burst of wind, connected squarely with the Ufrifan girl's jaw.
Blood sprayed from Shila's lips as she was violently swatted out of the sky. She went spinning backward through the air, tumbling across the distance before crashing heavily onto the pristine white marble of the central altar.
She skidded up the steps, her tiger-claw gauntlets screeching against the stone as she desperately tried to arrest her momentum.
High above, Sora came down and gracefully landed by creating a cushion of compressed air beneath her boots. Instead of crashing down from the terrifying height, she drifted as lightly as a feather.
The stadium was dead silent for a fraction of a second, completely stunned. Then, the amplifiers roared to life.
