Evolution begins with an ant colony-Chapter 305: An Interrupted Match

The air was charged with excitement as Finn and Ember stared at each other across the table. They tensed their muscles, preparing for the upcoming arm wrestling match.

They nodded to each other, then put their elbows on the table and gripped each other’s hands tightly. The crowd quieted down, watching closely for the battle about to begin.

As Ivy started counting down, they gripped each other tighter. Then, with a burst of strength, they pushed against one another as hard as they could. Veins popped in their forearms as they struggled against each other, neither willing to give an inch.

Their foreheads glistened with sweat as they gave it their all in the match. The table trembled under their intense efforts, and grunts and sounds of exertion filled the air.

Sometimes, it looked like Finn was winning, his muscles bulging as he pushed Ember’s arm back. But then Ember, with a sudden surge, pushed back, matching Finn’s strength every step of the way.

Amidst the grunts and labored breaths, Ember couldn’t help but marvel at Finn’s strength. "Impressive, I didn’t know you were this capable," he gasped out between clenched teeth, a bead of sweat trickling down his brow.

Finn grinned in response, his own breath coming in ragged bursts. "You’re not too shabby yourself," he replied, his voice tinged with admiration.

As they continued to wrestle, the orcs surrounding them erupted into cheers, their voices booming in support of Ember. "Go, Ember! Show him who’s boss!" one orc shouted, pounding his fist against his chest in excitement.

Ember’s eyes blazed with his fiery mana as he pushed back against Finn’s relentless assault. With a sudden burst of mana, he felt his arm begin to inch forward, slowly but surely gaining ground.

But Finn wasn’t about to back down without a fight. "Using mana now are we?" He chuckled as he then add, "Two can play that game." With a fierce roar, his blue mana surged outward as he pushed back.

The sheer force created by both of them releasing their mana like that caused the ground beneath them to crack. The table instantly shattered, but it didn’t seem to displace the position of their arms.

Ember and Finn poured even more mana into their clash, the air crackled with electricity, sending shockwaves rippling through the stalls around them. Wood splintered and fabric tore as the force of their power began to wreak havoc on the festival grounds, forcing bystanders to stumble back in fear.

Amidst the chaos, the orcs continued to roar their encouragement, their voices rising above the din of destruction. "Keep at it! Show ’em what you’re made of!" they bellowed, their fists pumping in the air with fervor.

Ember and Finn let out a primal roar, pouring more mana into their bodies. They felt a surge of raw energy coursing through them, their muscles growing stronger as they pushed themselves to their limits.

In the chaos of their battle, Ivy’s voice pierced through the noise. "Stop this madness!" she yelled, her eyes wide with seriousness as she hurried forward, reaching out with outstretched arms wanting to stop them.

"Can’t you see what you’re doing?" Ivy’s voice trembled with urgency as she reached out to grab Ember’s arm. "You’re tearing the festival apart! You’re putting everyone in danger!"

Ignoring Ivy’s pleas, Ember and Finn continued to press on, "I won’t back down!" Ember growled through gritted teeth, his eyes blazing with resolve.

Finn’s expression was exactly like Ember’s as he pushed back with all his might. "Neither will I!" he roared.

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As the vibrant hues of red and blue mana surged into the sky from Ember and Finn’s clash, the women around Akun couldn’t help but be drawn to the display. They watched in awe as the energy soared upward, a proof of the fierce competition unfolding before them.

Tatilia, her eyes fixed on the swirling colors, couldn’t contain her curiosity. "Whose mana is that?" she wondered aloud, her gaze flickering between the two beacons of mana they shot up skywards.

Chrono Nexus, her expression thoughtful, identified the source without hesitation. "It’s coming from two of the guardians," she remarked, her voice tinged with intrigue.

Genreia, her mind racing with possibilities, couldn’t help but voice her concerns. "Are they engaged in a battle to the death?"

Akun, ever the voice of reason, interjected with a calm reassurance. "They would never harm each other like that," he explained, his tone steady. "They must be engaged in some intense sport or competition."

Tatilia, her brow furrowed with worry, voiced her apprehensions. "Regardless of the nature of their contest, with that much mana being unleashed, someone is bound to get hurt," she observed, her concern evident in her voice.

Genreia, her patience wearing thin, slammed her hands on the table, demanding an answer. "Enough distractions," she insisted, her tone firm. "My liege, who do you intend to choose?"

Internally, Akun mused about the gravity of the situation. "This feels like diving headfirst into a bottomless pit," his mind whirling with confusion.

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Meanwhile The force of Ember and Finn’s mana flung Ivy away, her body tumbling through the air before she landed with a thud. "I have to go get Leona." Wincing, she struggled to her feet and hurriedly left the scene, her expression a mixture of frustration and concern.

Meanwhile, as Ember and Finn continued their intense battle of wills, their words were filled with resolve.

Ember grinned confidently. "You should just give up, Finn. There’s no way you can win against me."

Finn scoffed, shaking his head. "Back at you, Ember. Surrender now, or I can do this all night."

Suddenly, a commanding voice broke through the chaos. "Not on my watch."

Before Ember or Finn could react, a powerful blow landed on each of their heads, knocking them out cold. Leona stood over them, her fists clenched, her expression stern.

With a vein throbbing in her forehead, Leona expressed her disbelief. "I can’t believe you guardians are actually causing trouble."

Leona then proceed to green them by their collars and pulled them away. "Alright, you two," she announced firmly, "time to put that energy to good use. We’ve got work to do."

Ember and Finn, still recovering from their intense bout, offered little resistance as Leona pulled them away, her grip firm yet gentle.

Meanwhile, the orcs, disappointed by the sudden interruption, voiced their frustration. "Aw, come on!" one of them grumbled, shaking his head in disbelief. "We were looking forward to seeing how this epic showdown would end." Their disappointed murmurs echoed through the crowd, a tangible sense of anticipation lingering in the air.

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