The Legendary Mage (Alavin) novel Chapter 130

"I'll see it through to the end!"

"Ladies and gentlemen, please follow me to your respective garden quarters to rest," urged two attendants, guiding the Cobalt Strike and Earthbound Spirits parties away from each other to prevent further disputes.

"I challenge him to the first match of the championship," declared a robust Protégé, glancing at the departing Alavin.

A fellow Protégé said, "Tarner, you needn't trouble yourself; I'll take care of him. Marak was unprepared and fell for his trick; such an incident won't repeat during the championship."

"Let me handle this. The lad is peculiar. He only reached Stage VIII twenty days ago; his power may be unstable. Even with an advantage, it's inconceivable for him to render Marak powerless," the Protégé named Tarner felt that Alavin harbored secrets. It now seemed unlikely that Cobalt Strike would bring an ordinary person; there must be more to the story. They had been too careless before.

Orland made a decision. "Tarner, you take the first match! Don't hold back; if you can disable him, do so without mercy."

Tarner sneered, "I'll make sure his bones feel the fists of the Earthbound Spirits."

"You oughtn't do that," Mariela cautioned Alavin as he approached. Revealing his strength too soon could invite an early reprisal from the Earthbound Spirits, a risk that might prove costly. "Your secrets, your element of surprise, should be reserved for the championship, not squandered on such trifling occasions."

"Mariela is right. You should save that power for when it truly matters, at the championship," Nikulas chimed in, admiring Alavin's fiery spirit but lamenting his tactical misstep.

"I haven't even unleashed my full strength yet," Alavin replied with a casual smile.

The others rolled their eyes.

"How much can you punch now?" Myke inquired. He hadn't seen Alavin demonstrate such formidable strength on their journey, during which Alavin had kept a low profile. The sudden change caught him off guard.