The combat had been reduced to three against one when Liora rescued Maria.
Luna, sensing that her companions had fallen, executed a spatial jump wider than the previous ones, reappearing at the opposite end of the arena to gain distance.
"It seems I'm at a disadvantage," she declared, her breathing labored but her posture still firm.
Larissa, Liora, and Maria surrounded her, forming a perfect triangle.
"You can surrender with honor," offered Larissa, though her tone suggested she didn't expect Luna to accept.
A defiant smile appeared on Luna's face. "And miss the opportunity to defeat three opponents at once? Never."
What followed was a display of skill and endurance that left the audience breathless.
Despite having already used considerable mana, Luna moved like a force of nature, using her cousins' shadows to jump, invoking her wolf and exchanging places to inflict some minor wounds.
Each time Larissa, Liora, or Maria thought they had her cornered, she disappeared in a dark flash to reappear attacking from another angle.
"It's a desperate strategy," observed Ren. "She's still using too much mana with each jump."
Indeed, although Luna managed to keep her three opponents at bay, each new movement was visibly slower than the previous one. Sweat soaked her uniform, and her breathing had become laborious.
Larissa was the first to take advantage of it. "Now!" she signaled to her companions. "Containment pattern!"
The three attacked simultaneously, not where Luna was, but where she would appear according to the pattern they had been studying. Larissa with her spear, Liora with her fire, and Maria with her armor, converged at the same point just as Luna emerged from her jump.
The Starweaver tried to change shadows at the last instant, but exhaustion diminished her precision. When she reappeared, she found herself directly in the path of Maria's armadillo, which impacted her with sufficient force to knock her down.
Before she could recover, Larissa was upon her, the tip of her spear already inches from her chest.
Despite everything, she managed to melt into the shadow behind her just in time and emerge behind Larissa, attacking her back with shadow claws.
But while striking, Liora attacked her with her will-o'-wisp, knocking her down again.
Luna glanced for an instant to where her father was watching and tried to rise again, but her muscles protested, mana control almost impossible after so many consecutive jumps.
Liora and Larissa made another jump to stand over her.
For a moment, it seemed like she would attempt one last desperate attack, but finally she looked at her cousins together and let her head fall softly against the ground.
"It seems together you're too much for me... you're better at coordinating than I remembered," she admitted with a small tear in her right eye and an exhausted smile. "I surrender."
Yang advanced to the center of the arena, observing the combatants with his usual impassive expression, though those who knew him well might have noticed a flash of approval in his eyes. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm
"Victory for Team Larissa!" he declared, his voice resonating throughout the stadium.
Applause erupted, especially intense from the sections where supporters of the noble families were located. The battle had been spectacular, a display of skills that far surpassed what was expected for first-year students.
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