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Casey threw her hands out with all her might as she channeled even more of all the wind around her.
* * *
“Incredible!” shouted Max at the TV screen.
Toto squealed and cheered on his shoulder as well.
Max turned smugly to Cyrus who had slumped in a sofa chair and crossed his arms with a scowl.
“She’s freaking doing it!” shouted Max. “Go, Casey, go!”
* * *
The wind began to die down. The paper cranes fluttered back to Casey’s pouch, disappearing once more.
The arena was clear for everyone to see.
“What was that, Sybil?” asked Casey. “About you promising me mercy?”
Sybil couldn’t even respond. She staggered back and forth until she collapsed on the ground.
The referee blew his whistle, while a medic team appeared from one of the arena’s side tunnels and picked Sybil up onto a stretcher and carried her away.
The referee grabbed Casey’s arm and lifted it high in the air.
“AND THE FIRST MATCH OF THIS YEAR’S CLIMBER ACADEMY FINAL EXAM GOES TO CASEY EVERTON!”
The whole arena erupted with cheers of excitement and delight.
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Everyone stood up and congratulated Casey as she stumbled back into the waiting area.
Toto leapt off Max’s shoulders and onto Casey’s, nuzzling his head into her neck, giving her little kisses of joy and happiness.
“That was incredible,” said Max.
The move was so powerful and cool and so uniquely Casey’s own, it made him slightly jealous. He needed to work on his own extra special ability. It also made him nervous for his own fight; what if his own opponent had readied some incredible trump card like that? After witnessing Casey’s fight, he realized he had to be ready to face anything.
“Look,” said another student.
On the TV screen the next contestants were being chosen.
A name appeared.
Max Rainhart.
“Looks like you’re up,” said Casey. “Good luck.”
Max gulped and stared at the screen. Who was he going to be facing?
Everyone gasped as his opponent was named.
It couldn’t be more perfect.
The second name to appear on the screen was none other than Cyrus Archer.
Everyone in the room turned to Max then Cyrus.
Cyrus stood up off the sofa and smirked. “I was hoping I’d get to face you. Glad it happens sooner rather than later.”
“Shut up, Cyrus,” shouted Casey. “I’ll kick your ass with my paper cranes!”
Two of Cyrus’ goons stood up to defend him and it looked as if the student waiting room was going to turn into an all out brawl.
The debuffer suddenly stood up and in a flash was between all the kids holding out his arms.
“Can you step out into the arena, please.”
* * *
Samuel looked down to the large screen across from them in the arena.
Max Rainhart versus Cyrus Archer.