The Primordial Tamer

The third round of the competition would be held the next day, and the day of it had come. The third round was between 5 top students from both academies. The match would be one on one and not elimination, so after five battles, it was finished.

On the day of the third round, the two chancellors stood at the center of the arena, ready to open the matches. The Skywing chancellor wore a stern expression, his arms crossed over his chest as he surveyed the arena. On the other hand, the Apex chancellor wore a smug grin, his arms folded behind his back as he stood confidently.

"Welcome to the third round of the competition," the Skywing chancellor said, his voice firm and commanding. "Today, our top students will battle it out in one-on-one matches, showcasing their skills and determination. We will see who truly reigns supreme."

The Apex chancellor chuckled. "You sound awfully confident for an academy that's already lost two rounds," he said, his voice laced with mockery. "I guess it's true what they say, Skywing Academy may have wings, but they certainly can't fly."

The Skywing chancellor's eyes narrowed, his jaw tightening in anger. "Don't get too comfortable, Apex," he said through gritted teeth. "We may have lost some battles, but we haven't lost the war. Our students are strong and determined, and we will not let you walk all over us."

The Apex chancellor merely shrugged. "We'll see about that," he said, a smirk still playing on his lips. "But I won't keep you waiting any longer. Let's get this show on the road."

The Skywing chancellor shot a fierce glare at the Apex chancellor, his body tense with barely contained anger. "I'll be glad to see you eat those words when our students emerge victorious," he said, his voice cold and cutting.

The Apex chancellor merely laughed. "Oh, I'm sure your students will put up a good fight," he said, his voice dripping with condescension. "But let's be real, we both know who the real champions are here."

The Skywing chancellor bristled, his fists clenching at his sides. "We'll see about that," he said, his voice low and dangerous. "Our students have been training hard, and they won't back down without a fight."

The Apex chancellor merely waved a dismissive hand. "Save your breath, old man," he said, his tone patronizing. "We both know that the best you can hope for is to win a match."

The Skywing chancellor took a step forward, his eyes blazing with fury. "Don't underestimate us, Apex," he said, his voice rising in anger. "We may be down, but we're far from out."

The Apex chancellor merely chuckled. "Oh, I'm not underestimating you," he said, his voice dripping with mockery. "I'm just being realistic. Face it, Skywing, your academy is no match for ours."

The Skywing chancellor gritted his teeth, his entire body shaking with anger. "We'll see about that," he growled, his voice low and dangerous. "Our students have the heart and determination to overcome any obstacle. Don't count us out just yet."

The Apex chancellor merely rolled his eyes. "Fine, fine," he said, his voice dripping with boredom. "Let's just get on with the matches, shall we? I have a feeling they're going to be over pretty quickly."

The Skywing chancellor shot him a withering look. "We'll see," he said, his voice firm and resolute. "We'll see." With that, he turned on his heel and strode off towards the sidelines, ready to watch the matches unfold.

The first match featured a Skywing student and an Apex student, both of whom were known for their skill and determination. The Skywing student had chosen a swift and agile Gale Wyvern as his beast, while the Apex student had chosen a fierce and powerful Lion as his.

The two students stood at opposite ends of the arena, their beasts snarling and hissing at each other as they prepared to do battle. The Skywing student was focused and determined, his eyes locked on his opponent as he assessed his next move. The Apex student, on the other hand, wore a cocky grin, his confidence showing in the way he held himself.

"Let the battle begin," the referee declared, and the two beasts charged toward each other.

The Gale Wyvern used its speed to try and outmaneuver the Lion, but the Lion was relentless in its pursuit, its powerful strides closing the distance between them. The Skywing student called out commands to his beast, urging it to use its agility and aerial advantage to strike from above. The Gale Wyvern obeyed, swooping down to attack the Lion from above with a series of quick slashes from its talons.

However, the Apex student had anticipated this move, and his Lion was ready. With a powerful roar, the Lion leapt into the air, its jaws clamping down on the Gale Wyvern's wing. The Skywing student yelled in alarm as his beast was dragged down to the ground, crashing onto the dirt with a thud.

The Apex student grinned triumphantly, his Lion standing over the fallen Gale Wyvern. "Looks like your flying beast was no match for my Lion's strength," he taunted, his voice dripping with arrogance.

The Skywing student gritted his teeth, his eyes blazing with determination. He wasn't about to let his opponent's mocking words get to him. Instead, he called out to his Gale Wyvern, urging it to get back on its feet and continue the fight.

With a fierce determination, the Skywing student and his Gale Wyvern charged back into battle, launching a series of attacks at the Lion. The Apex student tried to counter, but he was caught off guard by the Skywing student's sudden burst of energy.

In the end, it was the Skywing student and his Gale Wyvern who emerged victorious, their bond and determination stronger than the Apex student's overconfidence. As the referee declared the Skywing student the winner, the audience erupted into cheers, impressed by the Skywing student's determination and skill.

As the Skywing student basked in his victory, he couldn't help but gloat to his fellow Skywing students in the audience. "That's how it's done!" he yelled, his voice ringing out above the cheers. "We're not just good at flying, we're good at winning!"

The Apex students in the audience merely watched with calm expressions, refusing to be riled up by the Skywing student's taunting. One of them even spoke up, his voice calm and measured. "Don't get too ahead of yourselves, Skywing," he said. "There's still four matches left, and anything can happen."

The Skywing student merely rolled his eyes. "Whatever, man," he said dismissively. "We've got this in the bag. Just watch."

The Apex students exchanged a knowing look, understanding that there was no use trying to reason with the overly confident Skywing student. They remained calm and focused, ready to give their all in the remaining matches and show that the Apex Academy was still a force to be reckoned with.

One of the Skywing students chimed in, still riding high from their first victory. "Ha! You guys can't handle the heat," he said with a smirk. "Looks like Apex Academy is all talk and no action."

An Apex student scoffed at the comment. "You might want to hold off on the gloating until you actually win the competition," he said, his tone mocking. "After all, one victory does not a winner make."

The Skywing student bristled at the comment, but before he could retort, the next match began. The two students and their beasts stepped into the arena, ready to do battle and prove their worth.

The audience watched with bated breath as the two opponents circled each other, their beasts snarling and hissing in anticipation. It was clear that both students were skilled and determined, and the match was shaping up to be a fierce one.

As the battle raged on, the audience was on the edge of their seats, cheering on their respective academies and holding their breath with each blow delivered. The Apex students remained calm and collected, confident in their abilities and focused on the task at hand. The Skywing students were more boisterous, shouting encouragement to their fellow classmates and taunting their opponents.

"Looks like Apex Academy is a bunch of amateurs!" one Skywing student shouted.

"Ha! You guys couldn't win a battle even if your lives depended on it," another Skywing student added, laughing.

The Apex students were not amused, but they remained calm and focused, knowing that their skills would speak for themselves. "You guys talk a big game, but we'll see who comes out on top," one Apex student said, his voice measured.

"Maybe if you spent less time running your mouth and more time practicing, you'd actually have a chance," another Apex student added, earning a few chuckles from his fellow classmates.

The Skywing students were not deterred, however. "Practice? Who needs practice when you've got natural talent?" one Skywing student retorted.

"Looks like we're not the only ones with wings," another Skywing student added, eliciting a chorus of laughter from the Skywing side.

The Apex students simply rolled their eyes, not wanting to stoop to the level of their opponents. They knew that the true test of their abilities would come on the battlefield, and they were ready to show what they were made of.

As the competition continued, the taunting and insults between the two academies only grew louder and more intense. It was clear that the rivalry between Skywing and Apex was alive and well, and both sides were determined to come out on top.