The roar of the crowd enveloped Katherine as she stepped into the arena, but the noise felt distant—like an echo in another world. Her focus was sharp, her thoughts steady, yet a faint unease stirred in the pit of her stomach. She wasn't afraid of the troll itself; she feared the expectations hanging over her like a thundercloud.
Air was her ally, her weapon, her shield. She trusted it implicitly, but trust didn't always guarantee success. Victory hinged on precision—on wielding her element with unwavering control. And she couldn't afford a single mistake. Not here. Not now.
The troll lumbered into view, its heavy footsteps shaking the ground. Katherine's gaze hardened as she studied her opponent. Its rugged, moss-covered body looked impenetrable, but no creature was invincible. She had to find its weaknesses—its limits—and exploit them.
