(( I really shouldn't say the true purpose of the tournament, because of plot spoilers. It is similar to an event from the original WOTD, although I will not clarify which one. Paper and Coin currency works fine for me. Scarf, if you'd like to post a link, that's fine with me. ))
Fiora was absolutely incredible, even if she was weak. Her casual aura wasn't very potent, yet she could easily maintain it for a long expanse of time. We still had three and a half days remaining to train, but she had made an enormous amount of progress in the few hours of exercise. I'd have to get started as well, since I could easily see the power gap between Tobias and myself. His presence from when he sent the message felt as strong as if he were standing behind me, yet it was likely a very long ways away. Had he grown to be that powerful, or has he been that strong since the beginning. I began creating a ball of concentrated flames. For training, I'd slowly make it stronger to sap away my strength and try to improve how long I could let it last. While doing so, I started remembering the old times.
Tobias was considered a genius from a young age. Before he could ride a bike without training wheels, he had already gone through thousands of textbooks on magic. He hadn't even reached an age in the double digits when he had grown to Major God talent. Once in several millennia, a hero is born to usher the world into a new age, but they had always been human. Tobias' birth made me think otherwise. Scholars down in Eternia would travel great distances to pray in some of Karisha's temples, where Tobes would be able to speak with them. His power knew no limits. When he sent out the invitation, it was clear that his full aura was potent enough to be stretched across the continent, whereas most mages can study their whole lives just to get theirs to be the size of a bedroom. Tobes would get into fights with older Gods and formed rivalries easily, such as with Myron. Even with all his power, he had such a pure heart. What could he be planning? Was he really going to defeat the Tainted?
"Uh, Demi?" Fiora said, snapping me back into reality. "Can you try not to burn the countryside?" My ball of fire had grown so intense that it was spreading faster than most firefighters would be able to put it out. A wave of my hand later and all that was left was smoke and charred dirt.