[img]https://i.imgur.com/B1OEJFO.png[/img][h3][color=lightblue]Kikka - Coliseum - Inside the Coliseum[/color][/h3][hr][hr]

Illios looked to the broom he was given. He could think of the countless times he should have tried to fly with one. Yet he thought more on learning about his magics. He looked to the sky as he could see the sun hang high. There was time, he began to take the broom and sat upon it as he began to think. Slowly taking in the time as he invoked his magic and began to float. He could feel his feet lift off the ground as it was a very lofty feeling. He slowly bobbed about as the proctors released the flying orbs and started the next test. Yet Illios knew, it was going to be a fight up in the skies. He knew he didn't have much to defend himself with, so he knew he needed to pace himself. Illios opted to try and slowly build himself up. Learning how to fly with this new device before trying.

For the next few moments, Illios flew around near the ground, trying to build up speed as he looked to the sky every now and again. He nodded slowly as he began to reenact movements that some were performing, while not perfect, he moved with enough grace not to fall. He watched as people began to claim more and more flying orbs. Illios slowed down and set himself down. Few knew what he was doing, some thought maybe he was giving up, others thought he might have ran out of magical energy. Yet there were others who never noticed him as many were watching the high-flying action being done far above the ground. Those who noticed Illios were able to see him beginning to glow, his grimoire was now out as he began to quietly chant to himself. He looked up and was now watching with great intensity.

Countless fights went on, and multiple people began to be restrained, lashed out at, and parried. A small group dog fight began as 4 people fought for a flying orb that was dancing around the 4 of them. They shot magic at each other, they put up defensive shields, they sent attacks back, as eventually they were caught in a tight engagement. Illios began to crouch, deeply crouching as his feet began to glow. The moment the light grew incredibly bright, it solidified, as he now had golden glowing shoes with wings upon them. Illios took a breath in, a deep one as his legs began to glow brightly, [color=gold]"With these [b]Day Racers[/b], I shall fly with the [b]Sun's Strength[/b]"[/color].

Illios poured mana into his legs, using his spell, [color=gold]Sun's Strength[/color], to increase the power of his legs. The moment he saw the flying orb split away from the group of applicants, he took in one last breath and leaped. He launched up high and fast as the moment he neared the flying orb, he reached out and took hold of it as he continued by. The moment he felt himself slowing, Illios took to his broom once more and began to fly normally. He was now higher than he ever was and still glowing, much similar to a second sun.

[hider=TL;DR]
- Illios stands there as he slowly figures out his way to fly with a broom. He nods to himself as he lets the others fight and spend time trying to get spheres.

- The moment Illios saw a group of applicants scramble and fight among each other, he knew it was his time as he saw a flying sphere running from them. He activated 2 of his magics together to launch himself at high speed to grab it and fly away.[/hider]