Dura 7

Holding Lævateinn upright tightly in her hand, her whole body wrapped in flame, she stepped forward herself.

「Contender Stella has wrapped herself in a dress of flame! The heat is burning the atmosphere to the extent of twisting her surrounding scenery!」

Stella’s flame, Dragon Breath, had a temperature of three thousand degrees Celsius. Not to mention a direct hit, just entering its range would cause the skin to be burned to crisp.

However──

「However, Contender Ouma isn’t stopping! He dashed into the zone of burning air!」

「That’s cause Ouma-chan’s ability is 「Wind」 after all. Since it’s conductive heat, so he just needs to make a vacuum heat insulating wall to prevent the heat from transmitting through. Rather than that ── the audience-chan sitting at the front most row should brace themselves.」

「Brace themselves?」

At the instant the announcer felt confused about what that meant, it happened. Stella and Ouma, the Devices those two swung clashed... ──The noise produced from the clash, which exceeded the realm of sound and could only be described as shockwave, slammed the whole dome with a physical impact.

「「「UWAaAAAAAAAAAA～～～～～!!!!」」」

The audience leaning next to the fence were blown back by the 「sound」 of the clash between the swords of those two and landed on their bottoms.