On the side of judging panel.

"That's Abyss fire!" Floyd exclaimed, his face astonished, as he noticed the fire on Fionn's body.

"Unbelievable! How can a rank 0 like him command Abyss fire? Heck! He didn't even have a bloodline!" questioned the elderly professor, feeling as if his worldview was being challenged.

Hearing his statement, other professors on the panel nodded in confusion, displaying a variety of expressions on their faces, but one thing they all had in common was that they were all shocked.

"That's yet another reason why we should have ended the match sooner. I can already see the consequences of this, and it will be tragic for us "With a sigh, Precilla stated.

"Could you please elaborate?" Floyd inquired, raising an eyebrow.

"Don't act as if you don't understand what I'm saying. On a broader scale, this match has only two outcomes. The first, which I dread, is that this boy will become an imbecile as a result of the injury to his soul, wasting all of his potential. Second, he miraculously survives this ordeal, and we all know what happens after that "Prescilla stated.

Floyd sighed as he heard Prescilla's explanation and said, "I hope director had a plan to clear this mess that he has created."

On the arena.

The air became distorted as everything in the arena began to burn. The arena, which moments ago looked like a winter wonderland, now resembles a burning hell.

A massive ice dome floated in the air above the arena like a planet, creating quite a contrast with its hellish surroundings.

Fionn, the creature behind all of this, was speeding towards the ice dome in the sky on his skysurf board. His body was engulfed in Abyss fire and malevolent black mana, and he held his AWM avatar in his right hand. Mid-flight, he extended his left hand. As he extended his left hand, some of the Abyss fire around him converged in it and took the shape of a gun. Obviously, it was his SPAS-12 avatar.

Fionn arrived in front of the ice dome just as the avatar was completing its formation. Without a second's hesitation, he placed the muzzle of his SPAS-12 on the surface of the ice dome and unhesitatingly pulled the trigger, his body movement still awkward.

BOOOOOOOM!

As Fionn pulled the trigger, a blaze of purple flame erupted from the gun with a loud noise, causing the entire arena to shake. The ice dome was launched downwards, engulfed in Abyss fire, after being blasted with the enormous force of the gunshot like a huge cannon ball. The ice dome melted instantly when it was engulfed in fire. Unabated, the Abyss fire charged toward Titus with the same ferocity. Horrified, Titus who was inside the ice dome, increased the size of his shield more and shielded his whole body behind it.

BOOOM! CRACK! SIZZZLE! CRACKLE! AAARGH!

Finally, Titus was impacted by the blast of Abyss fire. As a result of the collision, some of his bones were shattered, and he fell to the ground like a burning meteorite. His shield, his armour and his face on fire.

AAARGH!

Titus smashed onto the ground creating a pit and began rolling around on the ground, Wailing in agony, futilely attempting to extinguish the Abyss Fire on his body. His burning head resembled a Flambeau. Although his shield and armour were unharmed, they were red hot and getting hotter due to the fire that was still burning on them. Unable to bare anymore he exclaimed out loud "ELEMENTAL TRANSFORMATION!!"

With his exclamation, his body transformed into numerous tiny ice elemental particles. He quickly escaped his armour by transforming into a cloud and then back into his normal human form moving a distance away. The situation did not become awkward for him because an ice armour covered his body as he took his form.

Panting from exhaustion, he looked around for Fionn, but even after some time, he couldn't find him.

Feeling strange, just as he was about to transform and take to the sky, he heard the director's calm and authoritative voice from behind him say, "don't bother, you've won, the match is over."

Titus, surprised, turned around and bowed respectfully. With a nod in response to his gesture, the director walked in a specific direction in the arena. Titus pursued him, curious as to why he had suddenly won.

As he walked, following the director, Titus' mind gradually calmed down from his previous agitated state, and he noticed the state of the arena that he had previously overlooked. The ground all over the arena had melted and formed lava, and even the most meticulously prepared arrays on the arena had been slightly damaged, affecting arena repair. Looking at this, Titus' mood, which was already low due to the events of the match, deteriorated even further.

After a short walk, the director came to a halt in front of a small crater. The ground around this particular crater was in such bad shape that it resembled a lava pool.

Titus finally spotted Fionn as he gazed into the crater. Fionn was floating on the lava inside the crater like a corpse, his body twitching with pain while his face still remained expressionless.