I Become A Mob Character In A Novel

[Samael Ashwood's POV]

"Next up! Lily Ashwood versus John de Silva," the announcer's voice echoed across the training grounds, pulling my attention back to the present.

"Lily, It's your turn~" I gently nudged her shoulder as she stood next to me, her focus sharpening at the mention of her name. She looked over at me, her expression a mix of determination and excitement.

"I won't let you down," she replied, her voice steady. There was a fire in her eyes that made me believe her every word.

"I know, you won't. And if you win this in under five minutes, You can have your way with me for one whole week~" I whispered the last part in husky and playful tones, making her eyes widen momentarily before she stifled a laugh, a hint of pink returning to her cheeks.

"You're on," she shot back, her voice filled with a teasing challenge as she stepped away to prepare for her match. I watched her, heart swelling with pride and admiration, as she took her position in the arena.

The announcer's voice boomed once more, igniting the crowd's excitement. "Fighters, prepare!"

As the signal to begin echoed, John de Silva pulled back and pushed his hands forward.

"Metal Magic: Metal Shards!"

He shouted, sending a flurry of sharp, metallic projectiles spiralling toward Lily. The crowd gasped, some instinctively recoiling at the sight of the deadly barrage.

"Ice Magic: Crystal Ice Sheild~"

Lily thrust her arm forward, and a flurry of shimmering snowflakes swirled around her, forming an intricate shield. The metal shards collided with the icy barriers, creating a symphony of clinks and shatter as they broke apart against her defence.

"Nice one, Lily!" I shouted, unable to hide my excitement. She was holding her own against John, who was now visibly frustrated.

With a determined expression, John gathered more energy. "Metal Magic: Chains of Metal!" He slammed his hands together and summoned a series of thick metal chains that snaked toward Lily like serpents, their links glinting dangerously in the sunlight.

"Not today!" Lily called out, her voice steady. "Ice Magic: Frost Barrier!" She thrust her hands forward, and a wall of icy mist enveloped her, forming a protective dome just in time to intercept the chains.

The chains slammed into the barrier, rattling against it like thunder. Lily gritted her teeth as she felt the force behind the impact, but she stood her ground. The crowd erupted in cheers, urging her on.

With a fierce determination, Lily focused, her breath coming in steady puffs. "Ice Magic: Frozen Blast!" A wave of cold energy surged from her fingertips, creating a torrent of freezing wind that swept toward John, attempting to engulf him in a cyclone of ice.

John's eyes widened in surprise as he struggled to maintain his footing against the icy gusts. "Metal Magic: Armor!" He quickly encased himself in a thick layer of metal plating, but it was clear that he was on the defensive.

"Keep pushing, Lily!" I shouted, my heart racing with excitement. I could see the determination etched on her face as she capitalized on John's moment of vulnerability.

"Now, I'll show you the true power of Ice Magic!" Lily declared, channelling her energy. She pointed her palm at John. "Ice Magic: Blizzard Barrage!"

Snowflakes spiralled violently around her, condensing into multiple icy projectiles that shot forth like arrows, each one aimed precisely at John's armoured form. The crowd gasped, and I felt a rush of adrenaline surge through me as I watched the scene unfold.

John, realizing he couldn't withstand the barrage with his current defence, shouted, "Metal Magic: Shield Wall!" He raised his arms, and a massive wall of metal emerged to block the oncoming ice projectiles.

But Lily was relentless. The projectiles collided with the shield, causing a series of loud clangs that reverberated across the arena. Cracks began to form in the metal as her magic pummeled against it, each impact fueled by her unwavering determination.

"Don't stop now!" I urged, unable to contain my excitement.

With one last effort, Lily summoned every ounce of magic she had. "Ice Magic: Frostbite!" A freezing wave emanated from her, washing over the battlefield. The combination of the ice barrage and her frost energy began to overwhelm John's defences.

Finally, with a thunderous crack, the metal shield shattered, sending shards flying. John barely had time to react before Lily's final ice projectile struck him directly in the chest, sending him sprawling to the ground.

The crowd erupted into cheers and applause, the roar echoing through the training grounds. John lay there, defeated, gasping for breath, while Lily stood victorious, a wide smile lighting up her face.

"Yield!" the announcer shouted, raising Lily's arm in triumph.

"Samael, Sister Lily was cool, right?" Sionna asked with a gleeful smile, her eyes sparkling with excitement as she bounced on her toes.

"Absolutely! She was amazing!" I replied, grinning at her enthusiasm. "That last move was something else. She really owned the arena!"

Lily walked back toward us, her face flushed with exhilaration and triumph. The way she carried herself—confident and radiant—only made my heart swell even more.

"Did you see me?" she asked, her voice breathless from the match. "I felt like I was flying out there!"

"You were incredible!" I exclaimed, pulling her into a celebratory hug. "And you did it in under five minutes. That means—"

"I know what that means," she interrupted, a playful smirk crossing her lips. "I expect a full week of your undivided attention, Samael. No backing out now."

I chuckled, shaking my head at her feigned seriousness. "I wouldn't dream of it. Just tell me how you want to spend it."

"I'll hold you to that!" Lily's eyes sparkled with mischief as she playfully nudged my shoulder. "Let's just say, I have a few ideas brewing."

Sionna giggled, looking between us with wide eyes. "What are you two planning? Can I join?"

"Nope!" She said while poping 'P' and trying to hide me in her arms, "Mine~"

"Hahahaha~" I laughed at Sionna's sudden possessiveness, her playful tone reminding me just how much fun we could have together. "Alright, alright! You win this round, Sionna," I conceded, raising my hands in mock surrender. "But you'll have to share me with Lily for the rest of the week!"

"Deal!" Sionna grinned, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

I could sense gazes on us filled with jealousy and envy, So I stood up fixing my appearance.

"Girls, We will all that but turn is still left. So let's wait, Okay? Then we all will go have whatever you desire with Liliana and Raven too."

"Oh! They are here." I said as I saw Liliana and Raven coming from the resting area.

Lily and Sionna turned to see Liliana and Raven approaching, their expressions shifting from playful excitement to eager anticipation. Liliana walked with her usual grace, her long, wavy hair catching the sunlight, while Raven trailed slightly behind, a confident smile on her lips.

"Congratulations, Lily!" Liliana beamed, wrapping her arms around her in a warm hug. "You were incredible out there! I could feel the magic radiating from you."

"Thanks, Liliana! It means a lot coming from you," Lily replied, her smile wide as she returned the embrace.

Raven stepped forward, a playful glint in her eye. "I have to admit, I was a little worried when John started launching those metal shards at you. But you handled it like a pro! Looks like we have a champion among us."

Lily's cheeks flushed with pride. "It was intense, but I just kept thinking about the support from all of you."

"Good thinking," I chimed in, crossing my arms. "And with that performance, I'm sure everyone will be talking about you for a while. You've definitely set the bar high for the next match!"

"Next up! Eveline Clearwater versus Alex Havilah!" the announcer's voice boomed across the arena, pulling our attention back to the center stage.

"Lady Eveline is here too?" Lily asked with surprise written on her face. "I didn't expect to see her in trials to attend the academy."

I could sense the tension shift in the air at the mention of Eveline Clearwater. The Clearwater family had become allies with the Ashwood family by engaging Eveline Clearwater with me.

"The engagement was finalised, right?" Lily asked with a frown as she turned to look at me, a hint of worry in her eyes.

"Yeah, it was," I replied, trying to maintain a calm demeanour despite the brewing tension. "But I'm sure Eveline is more focused on her match than on any engagement right now."

Sionna glanced between us, sensing the underlying tension. "Is it bad that I'm excited to see her fight? I mean, if she's as good as people say, it might be interesting."

"Interesting is one way to put it," I mused, my thoughts drifting to Eveline. Her magical prowess was impressive, and while I respected her abilities, there was something about the engagement that left me uneasy. Would it change the dynamics between us?

The crowd began to cheer as Eveline stepped into the arena. She exuded confidence, her elegant form radiating a powerful aura. I could see her eyes scanning the audience, but they seemed to linger just a moment longer on our group. A brief flicker of recognition passed between us, and I couldn't help but feel a mix of anticipation and anxiety.

"Focus, Samael," I muttered under my breath, shaking off the thoughts. This was a time for celebration, not conflict.

"Go, Eveline!" Sionna cheered, her enthusiasm contagious.

The announcer's voice rang out again. "Let the match begin!"

As the signal sounded, Eveline wasted no time.

"Water Magic: Surging Waves!"

Eveline summoned a powerful wave that surged from the ground, rushing toward Alex with incredible force. The water crashed against him, sending him stumbling back, and the crowd gasped in unison, their eyes wide with awe.

"Wow! Did you see that?" Sionna exclaimed, bouncing on her toes. "Eveline is amazing!"

"She really is," I replied, captivated by the spectacle. Eveline was using her magic with precision and grace, showcasing her skills in a way that demanded respect.

Alex, regaining his footing, quickly responded. "Sand Magic: Sand-Armored Dreadnought Guard!"

The arena seemed to pulse with energy as Alex summoned a towering golem made entirely of sand, its massive form shifting and coiling like a living creature. The crowd erupted in cheers and gasps, the anticipation palpable.

"Wow, that's impressive!" Lily exclaimed, her eyes wide with excitement.

Eveline, undeterred, raised her hands again. "Water Magic: Vortex Shield!"

A swirling barrier of water formed around her, shimmering like liquid glass. The golem charged forward, its fists raised, but as it struck the water shield, it splashed violently, sending droplets cascading around the arena. Eveline stood firm, her focus unwavering.

"Nice defensive move!" I called out, feeling a surge of adrenaline as the match unfolded.

Eveline smirked slightly, clearly enjoying the challenge. "You can't just throw sand at me, Alex!" she taunted playfully.

Alex grinned, undeterred by her confidence. "I'll show you that sand can be just as powerful! Sand Magic: Sandstorm Fury!"

He raised his arms, and a swirling tempest of sand erupted around him, obscuring him from view. The sandstorm roared, and I could see Eveline squinting, trying to maintain her focus against the shifting sands.

"Water Magic: Aqua Curtain~"

Eveline countered swiftly, summoning a cascade of water that shot up to form a protective curtain, shielding her from the sandstorm's onslaught. The swirling sands collided with the water, creating a mesmerizing display of grains glimmering like gold as they splashed back into the arena.

Emerging from the curtain, Eveline glided forward, her posture fluid and poised. "You'll have to do better than that, Alex!" she called out, determination radiating from her.

As the sandstorm began to settle, Alex's silhouette became visible again, but he was visibly frustrated. "Okay, let's see how you handle my ultimate spell."

"Sand Magic: Crushing Sand Clod!"

Alex gritted his teeth and focused intensely, summoning a massive clod of sand high above his head. The ground trembled slightly under its weight, and I could feel the tension in the air as the audience held its breath.

"Get ready, Eveline!" he shouted, lifting the colossal block before bringing it down with all his might. "Crush her!"

Eveline's eyes widened momentarily at the sheer size of the impending attack, but instead of casting a defensive spell, she chose offence.

"Water Magic: Sea Dragon's Roar!"

I can see this is the last attack from both of them and whoever makes it through will take the lead in this duel. I could sense the determination radiating from both fighters, and it was electrifying. As Alex's massive clod of sand barreled down toward Eveline, the atmosphere shifted, charged with the potential of their magic clashing.

Eveline stood firm, her hand glowing with a vibrant blue aura. In an instant, a colossal wave of water erupted from the ground around her, coiling like a serpent before it surged forward. The water spiralled up to meet the descending mass of sand, the two forces colliding with a thunderous crash.

"Come on, Eveline!" I shouted, the name escaping my lips almost instinctively.

The crowd erupted in cheers and gasps, completely captivated by the spectacle. I found myself on the edge of my seat, tension coiling tight in my chest. My eyes darted between the combatants, observing their every move. The two attacks met with a brilliant explosion of steam and spray, and for a heartbeat, it seemed as if time stood still.

As the steam began to clear, I strained to see the outcome. There was an impressive cloud of mist obscuring the view but amidst it, I could see both of them were down. This means the sand weakened the full power of the water by absorbing it and both of them took the hit

of the opposing forces. The arena was filled with a swirling haze of moisture and debris, and the crowd buzzed with excitement, unsure of who had the upper hand.

Slowly, the mist began to dissipate, revealing a scene that sent waves of shock through the audience. Alex lay on his back, breathing heavily, his limbs sprawled out as if the fight had completely drained him. Eveline, on the other hand, was on one knee, her hair plastered to her forehead, but a fierce glint remained in her eyes.

I could sense the collective breath of the crowd being held in anticipation. Would they both recover? Would one of them concede? The moment stretched out, the tension palpable as the spectators waited for either fighter to make a move.

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[To Be Continued]

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