Re-Awakening: I Ascend with a Legendary class

Kayla returned to Natalia’s side, her face ashen. Leaving the duel space healed her fully, but fear was instilled in her eyes.

“I lost…sorry, Nat.” Kayla’s hands balled into fists. “But I don’t want to become their slave.”

“We won’t.” Natalia snorted, her eyes cold.

“But if that person who fought me was weakest, then…” Kayla looked at Natalia.

[Round Two Initiated]

A ripple of anticipation moved through the crowd.

Natalia stepped forward.

Her boots clicked once against the stone before the spatial fold accepted her, lifting her into the parallel colosseum where molten ruin still smoldered from the previous battle.

From the other side, the bronze man with green patterns, brown, and gold patterns appeared.

“Your name is Green Horseshit. Take note of it,” Natalia said, her voice loud, as her opponent floated across her.

“What? Bitch, speak and cuss freely as much as you want because that won’t be possible after this round.” Green Horseshit licked his lips after speaking.

A ripple of anticipation moved through the crowd.

Natalia stepped forward.

Her boots clicked once against the stone before the spatial fold accepted her, lifting her into the parallel colosseum where molten ruin still smoldered from the previous battle.

Across from her, the bronze figure with a vivid emerald crown stretched his neck slowly, green energy pulsing beneath metallic skin.

He smiled.

“Well, well. The commander herself.”

Natalia’s expression did not change.

“Shut up, Green Horseshit.”

The crowd roared.

His smile widened.

“I’ll make you scream louder than your friend.”

Natalia lifted her chin slightly.

“You talk too much for fertilizer.”

Silence snapped.

Then the arena detonated into motion.

…

Green Horseshit stomped.

Emerald magma erupted from beneath him, but unlike volcanic chaos, his energy flowed in controlled geometric streams, forming crystalline green shockwaves that fractured the arena floor into jagged floating platforms.

Natalia didn’t retreat.

She raised her hand.

Sound appeared.

Not metaphorically.

A thin silver tone vibrated into existence, stretching across the air like an invisible string before multiplying into a full orchestral resonance that rippled outward in concentric waves.

The shockwave met sound.

The collision shattered the air into refracted light fragments that rang like broken glass bells.

Natalia stepped forward.

A baton formed in her hand.

White.

Luminous.

A conductor’s instrument.

She flicked it once.

The battlefield responded.

Golden staff lines manifested across the sky like celestial sheet music, each line humming with layered harmonics that distorted gravity and perception simultaneously.

Green Horseshit charged through them.

His fist carved a green comet trail as he punched.

Natalia pivoted.

The baton swept downward.

A thunderous chord erupted.

The sound condensed into a visible wave of white-gold pressure that collided with his strike mid-motion, exploding into a radiant sonic burst that sent both fighters skidding across separate floating platforms.

He laughed.

“Nice trick.”

Natalia flicked her wrist again.

Light followed sound.

Prismatic shards formed around her like orbiting musical notes, each one vibrating with distinct frequency before firing toward him as piercing beams that sang as they moved.

He roared and countered with emerald constructs.

Crystal beasts formed mid-air, wolf-like silhouettes with jagged mineral spines, sprinting across floating debris toward Natalia with brutal speed.

She didn’t dodge.

She conducted.

Her baton spun.

The arena filled with layered melody.

Each note materialized into luminous geometric barriers that the beasts crashed into, their crystalline bodies shattering into ringing green chimes that dissolved into harmless resonance.

Green Horseshit blurred forward.

Too fast.

He appeared beside her with a sweeping kick.

Natalia crossed her arm.

A harmonic shield flared.

Impact.

The shield cracked into cascading soundwaves that detonated outward like a collapsing choir.

She was launched back regardless.

Boots skimming air.

Visor flickering gold.

He pursued relentlessly.

A barrage of emerald punches and palm strikes carved pressure tunnels through the void, each blow leaving geometric afterimages that detonated seconds later.

Natalia moved like a dancer through catastrophe.

Each step produced faint bell-tones.

Each dodge left trails of shimmering light ribbons.

Then she stopped.

Raised both hands.

Silence fell.

Absolute.

Even the crowd noise vanished.

Green Horseshit’s momentum faltered for half a heartbeat.

Natalia snapped her fingers.

The silence shattered into a cataclysmic orchestral explosion.

Sound erupted from every direction simultaneously, forming towering pillars of golden resonance that slammed into him like divine hammer strikes.

His body was driven through multiple floating platforms, emerald energy erupting violently as he stabilized mid-impact.

He wiped molten crystal dust from his cheek.

“That actually hurt.”

Natalia’s eyes glinted.

“Good.”

She swung her baton in a wide arc.

The arena darkened.

A massive instrument formed behind her.

Not singular.

An impossible fusion.

Piano keys of light.

Violin strings of starlight.

Drum circles of condensed solar fire.

Choirs of spectral silhouettes hovering in silent harmony.

She conducted.

The instrument answered.

A tidal wave of sound-light fusion erupted forward, spiraling into a prismatic symphony beam that warped the spatial fold as it advanced.

Green Horseshit roared and responded with full power.

His emerald aura condensed inward, forming a towering crystalline titan around his body, fists blazing with mineral inferno as he charged straight into the symphony.

Collision.

The arena boundary screamed.

Sound fractured.

Light exploded.

Emerald crystal and golden resonance tore across each other in violent spirals, shockwaves ripping through the colosseum as both powers refused to yield.

He burst through the beam.

Closed distance.

Grabbed her baton.

Natalia’s eyes narrowed.

She released it.

A second baton formed instantly in her other hand.

She struck downward.

A sharp staccato note detonated against his chest, blasting him backward in a ring of golden shockwaves.

He recovered mid-air and countered with a sweeping emerald slash that manifested as a crescent crystal blade spanning half the arena.

Natalia spun.

A harmonic dome formed.

The blade collided.

The dome shattered.

The explosion sent Natalia sliding across the air, coat fluttering violently as light flickered around her armor.

Green Horseshit advanced again.

Faster now.

Stronger.

Emerald constructs multiplying behind him like a growing army of crystal beasts and towering mineral colossi.

Natalia inhaled slowly.

Then smiled.

“Alright, Green Horseshit.”

She lifted both hands.

The arena filled with layered echoes.

Not just sound.

Memory of sound.

Past notes resurfaced.

Every previous chord she had played returned simultaneously, stacking into an overwhelming symphonic pressure that bent the battlefield into luminous distortion.

Green Horseshit’s grin widened.

“Now we’re talking.”

He surged forward through the sonic storm, emerald titan forming again around his body as crystal wings burst from his back.

Natalia stepped forward.

Baton raised.

Light crescendo rising.

Sound spiraling.

Both powers converged toward inevitable collision and the battlefield held its breath.