Ragnar and Liora were clinging to the jagged walls of the crater. Ragnar smirked as he watched the battle between the 6-Star Tamers below.

Ragnar smirked as he leaned forward. "They''re putting up quite the fight. Anselm and Feron didn''t hold back at all in this fight."

Liora adjusted her grip and turned back to watch the battle. "They''re quite committed, but still, do you think they''ll actually take Tarron down?"

Ragnar chuckled. "I don''t know about that. Tarron was stronger than I thought. They''ll have to wear him down first if they want to beat him down."

Liora glanced back at him. "I see. So when should we step in and fight?"

Ragnar grinned. "Let''s watch it first. We are the clean-up crew, so we don''t need to act first."

Below the battle between Tarron, Anselm and Feron raged on. Tarron swung his huge, molten arm and sent waves of lava toward his opponents.

Anselm used his wings to launch himself upward to avoid it. His talons also crackled with thunder as he shot back down toward Tarron.

Feron circled around the side and ignited his body as he charged Tarron again. He was aiming at Tarron''s exposed flank.

The combined assault forced Tarron to stagger back, but Tarron was stronger than they thought. He immediately sent back a wave of lava in retaliation. "You''ll have to do better than that!"

He then slammed his molten fists into the ground, the impact creating fiery fissures that spread outward. "I''ll bury you both here!"

Anselm landed on one of the unbroken stones. He then glanced at Feron. "He''s persistent. If he keeps slamming the ground like that, this whole place will come down on our heads."

Feron nodded as he assessed the situation. "Then we finish this before he has the chance. I''ll distract him. You go for his core."

Anselm raised his eyebrow. "You''re taking the brute-force approach?"

Feron smirked. "It''s what I''m good at."

Without waiting for a response, Feron launched himself forward. He ignited his right claw as he aimed for a blow directly at Tarron''s chest. "Inferno Strike!"

Tarron snarled. He raised his molten arms to block the attack. "You think raw strength will stop me? I''ll crush you like the insects you are!"

Meanwhile, Tarron looked at Liora and was surprised a bit. "Another one and also quite young, too. To think there''d be someone else foolish enough to show up here."

He flexed his thick, molten arms and sneered. "You''re either incredibly brave or incredibly stupid, little girl, if you think you can take me on."

Liora remained unfazed. She flexed her claws and smirked. "I''ll make quick work of you."

Tarron chuckled. "Quick work, huh?"

Tarron raised his massive, molten arms. "Then let me show you the power of an adult, little girl. You''ll regret stepping onto this battlefield."

Liora only smirked and prepared herself. "Bring it."

Feron glanced at Anselm as they both were at the edge of the battlefield. "So what''s the plan now?"

Anselm crossed his arms and smirked. "She dared to ignore us. Let her be. Besides, she''s one of Ragnar''s people... and a genius at that."

Feron raised his eyebrow. "A genius, huh? Then why let her fight alone?"

Anselm''s smirk widened. "Geniuses tend to think they''re untouchable. Let her prove it—or fall trying. Besides..."

He leaned slightly closer to Feron and whispered to him. "It was better for a genius to die young, before they grow strong enough to become a threat to the Empire."

Feron chuckled and smirked. "You were always like this. So, we just sit back and watch, huh?"

Anselm smirked as he settled into a more relaxed stance. "Exactly. Tarron is no ordinary opponent. If she really is as strong as Ragnar claims, this fight will test her limits. If she wins, fine. If not..."

He smirked again and shrugged. "The Empire doesn''t need another wildcard threatening its stability."

Feron nodded slowly. "I see. Makes sense. But if Tarron takes her down, we''ll still have to clean up the mess."

Anselm chuckled. "Let''s cross that bridge when we come to it. For now, enjoy the show."

Both tamers watched in silence as they observed the two warriors prepare to strike.