Parallel Memory

The next day, the excitement of the spectators was even higher than yesterday.

King Thranduil, resplendent in his regal attire, stood before the gathered crowd in the grand arena. His voice echoed with authority as he addressed the excited spectators and the talented geniuses.

"Ladies and gentlemen, esteemed participants, and honored guests," King Thranduil began, his words carrying weight and gravitas. "Today, we gather once again to witness the extraordinary talents of the geniuses from various races. The contest has already shown us the remarkable abilities and indomitable spirits of these individuals."

A hushed silence fell over the crowd as they listened intently to their monarch's words.

"We have witnessed acts of valor, displays of unmatched skill, and the forging of new understanding across races," the king continued, his gaze sweeping across the arena.

"Let's hope that we see the same! Good luck to the participants who managed to make it past the first round!"

With those words, the king raised his hand in a grand gesture, signaling the resumption of the contest. The crowd erupted in cheers and applause, their excitement reaching a fever pitch.

The referee appeared in the arena and the participants for the first match were selected.

"Elrond Of the Elven Race Vs Mia Frostine of the Human Race!"

The referee announced the name of the fighter.

Yesterday, there was no battle between Rank-S but today, the first match itself was between the two Rank-S.

*CHEER!

"WOW! Didn't expect that two Rank-S will be fighting in the first match. I was waiting for this!"

"It is Elrond! He will surely win!"

"Don't say that. Remember yesterday's match. That girl from the human race is very strong. Though I doubt she will be a match for Princess Elenia. Anyway, I also hope that Elrond wins this fight." …

The Elven discussed with enthusiasm. One of their best geniuses is going to appear and it was also going to be a fight between Rank-S.

It was also true for the participants as well. They would get to see the power of their opponent who is in Rank-S.

Since most of the spectators were Elves, Elrond got a huge support behind him. Well, Mia also didn't lack support from her fellow humans.

"Show him what you got Ice Enchantress!"

"That guy will have no idea what hit him!"

"I saw his match yesterday. He is nowhere as strong as Ice Enchantress. She will definitely win!" …

The human geniuses cheered but weren't worried. For them, they considered Mia as one of the strongest even in Rank-S, and didn't think she would lose to her opponent.

"Good Luck, Mia!"

"Beat him to pulp!"

Zero and Amelia said.

Mia nodded and walked confidently towards the arena. Her opponent was also heading towards the arena.

Mia took out her wanted from the storage ring and Elrond did the same. Yesterday, none of the Rank-S used their weapon but it was different when your opponent is Rank-S.

However, despite being in Rank-S, Elrond was one sube-rank lower than Mia.

"Good day, Mia Frostine," Elrond said in a melodious Elven accent. "I am Elrond of the Elven Race. It is an honor to stand here as your opponent today."

"Thank you, Elrond! I'm also looking forward to a challenging match."

Mia replied respectfully.

With their brief exchange of greetings, the two Rank-S fighters stepped back, ready to demonstrate their extraordinary talents and abilities in the grand arena. The crowd's excitement reached new heights as the battle between these two formidable competitors was about to begin.

"Are you both ready?"

The referee asked and both nodded their heads.

"Then let the battle begin!"

The moment the referee's voice faded, the grand arena fell into an anticipatory hush. All eyes were fixed on the two Rank-S fighters standing at opposite ends, their presence radiating power and determination.

Both Mia and Elrond released their Rank-S aura making the pressure in the arena unbearable for weak people.

Good thing was that the arena was covered in some artifact that prevents aura and attack from slipping through. Otherwise, most of the people might have fainted from the pressure of their aura.

Mia Frostine raised her hand, and a sudden chill swept through the arena. A shimmering aura of frost enveloped her, and the ground beneath her feet turned into a sheet of ice.

Elrond, the Elven genius, responded with grace and finesse. He drew his slender, ornate bow, an elegant masterpiece crafted by Elven artisans.

With a swift motion, he notched an arrow made from the finest materials, infused with ancient Elven enchantments. His ethereal beauty and poise contrasted sharply with the icy battlefield Mia had conjured.

The crowd's breaths were held as they watched the clash of two unparalleled talents. Mia unleashed a barrage of ice projectiles, each sharper and more lethal than the last.

Elrond, moving with preternatural speed, skillfully deflected the projectiles with his arrows, showcasing his extraordinary archery skills.

Each of those attacks were very destructive as felt by the spectator. Any of those attacks might be enough to kill dozens of Rank-A monsters.

The spectators erupted into a frenzy of cheers and applause for Elrond's masterful display of archery and precision.

[ "Frozen Surface" ]

Mia froze in the arena so that Elrond couldn't move properly. But Elrond seems to have a lot of fighting experience in different terrain. Despite the ground turning to ice, there was not much effect on Elrond who continued fighting like he was on the normal ground.

As the battle between Mia Frostine and Elrond unfolded in the grand arena, it became clear to all in attendance that they were witnessing a clash of titans. The spectators were on the edge of their seats, their eyes glued to the breathtaking display of skill and power.

Mia continued her relentless assault, conjuring ice storms and freezing winds, trying to catch Elrond off guard. Her control over the element of ice was awe-inspiring, and the arena was transformed into a wintry battlefield. Yet, Elrond remained composed, his movements fluid and elegant as he deftly countered each of Mia's attacks.

The Elven spectators watched in admiration as their genius, Elrond, showcased not only his archery prowess but also his agility and reflexes.

He moved with the grace of a dancer, a true embodiment of Elven elegance. Each arrow he released found its mark, shattering the ice projectiles with pinpoint accuracy.

Seeing how Mia's attacks were failing, the Elves thought that Elrond had the upper hand and might win.

But underneath, Elrond was having trouble counter attacking because of Mia's barrage of attack which prompted him to go defensive.

[ "Ice Throne" ]

[ "Primordial Ice Palace" ]

Mia used two of her strongest skills. This skill will enable her to have better control and is very much effective for crowd control.

The arena was plunged into darkness as a blizzard of ice and snow swirled around her. In an instant, a massive ice throne materialized beneath her, lifting her high above the battlefield.

Elrond was also trapped inside the wall of the Ice Palace.

Not wanting to be sitting suck, Elrond thought of using this opportunity to attack. He assumed that Mia used a lot of mana looking at the sheer size of the ice palace.

As Elrond drew the bowstring, the arrow began to glow with a radiant light.

[ "Stellar Arrows of Eärendil" ]

With unparalleled precision, he let the arrow loose, and it was aimed at Mia who was sitting on top of the Ice Throne.

Mia waved her hands and many Ice Pillars stood before her and defended her from Elrond's attack.

Although his attack failed, Elrond remained calm. SInce one attack was not enough, he decided to attack more until Mia's defense failed.

Elrond, in response, displayed his full array of archery techniques, shooting arrows that left trails of glittering light in their wake.

However, every attack of his was intercepted by Mia. No matter whether he used a stronger attack or faster one, it was always blocked by the Ice Pillar.

Mia Frostine, perched atop her icy throne, watched with a serene confidence as Elrond continued to unleash a barrage of arrows.

Her mastery over ice and her control of the battlefield gave her a distinct advantage. She could feel the strain in Elrond's attacks, and with each arrow that she effortlessly deflected, her conviction grew stronger.

The crowd was in awe of Mia's power and control. The sheer scale of her abilities was breathtaking. As the battle raged on, it became evident that Elrond was growing weary, while Mia showed no signs of fatigue.

Sensing an opportunity, Mia decided it was time to bring an end to the battle. With a graceful sweep of her hand, she summoned a blinding blizzard that enveloped the entire arena. Visibility plummeted as the swirling snow and ice obscured everything.

Elrond, caught in the midst of the blizzard, struggled to maintain his composure. He couldn't see, couldn't aim, and his movements were hindered by the biting cold. Mia, on the other hand, was in her element. She glided effortlessly through the blizzard, her steps leaving a trail of frost behind her.

And then, with a final, decisive motion, Mia raised her hand high above her head. The blizzard responded to her command, coalescing into a colossal, crystalline structure that descended upon Elrond like a relentless avalanche.

The entire arena gasped in awe as they witnessed the grandeur of Mia's ultimate attack. It was a breathtaking display of power and control, a testament to her mastery over the element of ice. Elrond, trapped and overwhelmed, had no chance to evade the impending catastrophe.

The crystalline avalanche crashed down upon Elrond, encapsulating him in a frozen prison. Mia lowered her hand, and the blizzard dissipated as quickly as it had come. The arena fell into silence, broken only by the soft sound of cracking ice.

The referee approached the frozen figure of Elrond, and with a solemn voice, he declared, "Mia Frostine of the Human Race is the winner of this match."