I regressed and became the Sword Ice King

The sight of the large ominous dark clouds sent a shiver down the spines of the Spectators as millions of lightning bolts streamed through it like a ball of worms.

It crackled fiercely throughout the Colosseum, an aura of destruction dyeing its presence in a pitch-black hue.

"This is the end Jane !" Darell cried out but his voice was swept away by the crackling of millions of lightning as he guided himself in the air, flying away from Jane.

Jane's gaze had remained unfazed as he faced the clouds, his body still floating in mid-air.

The lightning bolts surged forward, streaming directly towards the top of Jane as it began to twirl around each other, descending at the same time towards the golden haired boy.

It was a sight to behold. Millions of lightning bolts stream downwards, overlapping on itself and increasing in size as a result. The atmosphere around it crackled due to its pressure with sparks of lightning appearing at its side.

It descended towards Jane with a mighty fury and yet the golden haired boy remained composed.

Jane clenched his right fist tightly, his left hand stretched forward as he anticipated the falling lightning bolts and when it had reached half its destination, he punched his fist into the air.

"destruct ascent !". He declared as a mighty blow occurred , distorting the atmosphere and causing a strong invisible force to take shape into a gigantic fist.

It slammed into the large lightning made up of lightning bolts and caused a sonic explosion on impact.

The blast pulsating in the air, spreading throughout the Colosseum as an invisible energy.

The two attacks were locked in a fierce statement, neither able to gain the upper hand.

The intense struggle for superiority caused havoc in the skies.

The lightning crackled and bolts slammed into the ground, ravaging the already disfigured Arena. A ferocious wind vortex erupted around the impact, unleashing a deafening wail as iridescent lightning sparks shot out from the sides.

A sharp glint of hysteria sparked in Jane's eyes and a mischievous smile plastered on his face as he clenched his right fist tightly. "Again then ! Destruct Ascent !".

He punched the air again causing the same effect as the previous.

It shot up, colliding with the invincible force of fist and blowing through the millions of lighting bolts into the dark clouds.

A deafening noise echoed due to the collision and a blinding explosion occurred, parting the dark clouds into tiny bits.

As the clouds diffused, golden beams of the sun poured in, banishing the dark shades of the Arena once again.

Jane basked in the sunlight, stretching his hands forward with great delight. A sigh escaped from his lips, his gaze shaking slightly as he stared at his hand. His thoughts reeling in.

'....I've used too much power of the gods….my time has shortened greatly'.

His stigmas had begun to wane indicating the time he had left.

He turned around, searching for Darell and found him soon enough.

He stood at one end of the Arena, heaving as he supported himself with his spear and opened grimoire on his other hand.

He dove down, floating towards him and landed a few feet away from him.

"You look tired" He said, his friendly tone echoing in the Arena.

"Well.....using spirit magic takes a toll, if you didn't know". Darell's gaze locked on Jane. "Guess it's about time we ended this battle".

"Agreed" Jane nodded in agreement. He didn't have much time after all, the faster it ended, the better he stood the chance at emerging victorious.

He took a step forward when Silvan flipped the grimoire to another page, his gaze still fixed on Jane.

An amused smile appeared on Jane's expression. "I thought you were tired ?" He asked, his muscles tensing up.

"Well, not after one last attack I guess". Darell replied, a glint of determination sparked in his eyes. "...You will lose, Jane".

Jane flinched, his eyebrow arching as he took a step back. "and why is that ?"

Darell's lips curled into a devious smile. "Because I've deemed it necessary".

Jane's brow furrowed in confusion, his thoughts swirling in order but he couldn't seem to understand what he meant. If anything, he would lose if this battle was definitely prolonged but he would end it soon…was there something he missed ? He pondered for a while but then shrugged it off. 'I should focus on what's at hand' He thought to himself.

"Well, then I wish you luck". Jane said with a small sigh, charging at him instantaneously without a warning.

Darell flinched but then, a golden torso emerged from his back with a harp and a tune was played.

Immediately a new found energy filled him to the brim, his eyes sparkled with power and mana brewed massively within.

Four more torsos emerged, their weapons aimed at Jane as they clashed, a sonic explosion occurring.

Jane's gaze widened, realization settling in his mind. 'When ? When did he dismiss it ? I thought I destroyed the harp ?'. He thought to himself when Darell blew him away with his weapons.

"Shoot him Down !".

The torso with the Arrow, moved erratically, aiming his bow at Jane.

His surprise had only lasted a moment and his gaze returned to its former sharpness.

He charged, dodging the arrows at close range and aiming a punch, clenching his fist tightly. 'No matter. Now I really need to end this battle'.

He swung his fist towards Darell, smashing into the dome that had formed and landing a solid hit on his newly formed Armor.

The force was torturous, unleashing a maelstrom of agonizing shocks that coursed through his body as his armor blasted into tiny bits. He was hurled away with a deafening explosion.

Darell yelped in pain as blood spurted out of his mouth. He stabbed his spear into the ground, halting his momentum and stretched the grimoire forward.

"Spirit Elf Magic : Chapter 5– Onyx Dust".

A black mist erupted out of the ground of the Arena, filling the crater whole and then he thought to himself.

'Spirit Elf Magic : Chapter 26– Rock Monument'.

In response, the ground within the Crater began to rise upwards seemingly without noise, forming a platform. It filled half of the Crater shut and continued to rise until it didn't, stopping a few feet away from the upper surface of the wall of the Arena.

The black mist had risen with it, dissipating in little bits but enough of it had cleared for Jane to find Darell.

He charged forward immediately, the air distorting due to the sudden force causing a crater within the newly formed platform but he had not noticed it. He was focused on crushing Darell as soon as possible after all.

He appeared within the next quarter of a second in front of Darell, his fist stretched out for another punch as he aimed it for his head this time.

If he was going to win then he needed to at least put him unconscious before he had momentum to retaliate.

His fist had nearly landed, a few millimeters to Darell's right cheek when Darell suddenly pulled his body to the left leaving Darell to fall forward due to his momentum.

His gaze followed Darell's movement, an expression of surprise and confusion etched on his face when the dark mist that had suffused behind Darell cleared.

His gaze slowly shifted towards the black dust that dissipated, his eyes widening in shock. He strained his body, attempting to at least slow down his momentum when he felt a pat on his back.

The little pat was all it took for reality to dawn on him. 'I'm going to lose'.

He glared back at the devious smile of Darell, his thoughts swirling in mad frenzy.

'He tricked me ! When did the walls become so close to us ? Weren't we in the crater a few seconds ago ?' His mind was bombarded with questions that he couldn't resolve immediately.

He could try to fly away, but not without crashing into the wall while at it. Maybe jump ? Or use another gods stigma to teleport out of here but that would take seconds. Seconds were too precious at the moment.

He needed something that would work now, something that would defile time even for a little bit but he had none. He couldn't think of a way, he couldn't blast it either. It would affect the spectators behind the stands.

A bitter smile appeared on his face, resigning himself to his fate as his fist smashed into the walls of the Arena with a deafening cry.

It shuddered as it broke down, bits of earthen rocks protruding out of it. The sight was ghastly but yet it held a significant importance.

He had touched the wall.

Jane froze on the spot, his stigmas fading and the light in his eyes with it as silence filled the Colosseum.

It seemed like he had won the battle of power but not the battle of wits.

He was outsmarted.

Darell smiled sheepishly behind him, a sigh escaping his lips as he fell to the ground. "Oh dear ! I really didn't think that would work. Who knew that your enthusiasm in ending this battle quickly would lead to your loss ?". The torsos disappeared and the armor with it.

He closed the grimoire as it floated in the air and dissipated into bits of bright light.

"Well, I did….". His smile deepened, his gaze fixed on Jane as he tilted his face up.

Jane sighed in defeat, his shoulders falling. His gaze swept around the Arena, when he noticed the raised platform.

'I see. A spell that doesn't make a sound when activated….interesting'.