Ascension of the Primalist [A Tamer Class, LitRPG]

Seated among the spectators in the dozen audience stands, Seth kept his hood up as he watched the two young men battling in the middle of the training field. Professor Reat's aether barrier covered both of them, but the blue layer was thicker over the Guardian holding a spear and a shield than around the Warrior with the two-handed ax.

The two participants were fighting fiercely, their weapons clanging with every blow. Seth could almost feel the impact of each strike reverberating through the ground. The spear-wielding Guardian tried to maintain his distance, launching swift thrusts from afar, while the Warrior sought to corner him and overwhelm him with powerful blows, constantly charging to close the gap. Much to the Warrior's dismay, each clash ended the same way—the Guardian would first deflect the large axe with his shield, and then counter with a quick spear stab to his opponent's gut.

Realizing his impending loss, the axeman suddenly retreated a few steps. Soon after, a blue glow emerged from his chest and spread over his entire body. As the light intensified, the man let out a shout and charged forward with greater speed, raising his axe, ready to slice his opponent in half.

Unfazed, the Guardian held his ground and raised his golden aegis. Just as the Warrior's axe was about to hit, the shield transformed into a large granite wall and halted the blow. Taken aback, the Warrior attempted to go around the obstacle, but thorny roots sprung from the ground, coiling around his legs and immobilizing him.

He used the wall to cover the cast, Seth realized, his eyes locked on the two participants.

As the Warrior struggled to break free, the spearman seized the opportunity and drove his spear into the man's neck, finishing off Professor Reat's barrier.

"Demitry, you're dead. Franco, you won," Professor Reat said, grimacing while he wrestled with his unruly black hair to re-tie it into a neater bun.

As the spectators around Seth began gathering their things and prepared to leave, he cast Identify on the spearman.