Elsa was beginning to see that magic had no rules.

Elsa was busy fighting against her opponent in the magical tournament. It was her fist one on one match. Initially, there were over 50 competitors. So an all-out battle royal had occurred to narrow down the contestants. She and Anna fought back to back, taking out anyone who tried to get at them.

Finally, Elsa took everyone down in one blast. She formed and compressed a massive amount of air into a tiny sphere, then added her icy magic into it. Then she let it drift upwards, prompting her to grab Anna and surround both of them in a dome of ice.

The sphere then exploded, sending out a blast of frigid air in all direction that froze nearly every contender in an instant. With that, only 10 people were left including the sisters.

From then on it would be one on one matches until the last two competitors would fight it out to determine the winner.

Elsa was fighting someone who used a strange, inky haze like substance to fight. It was almost like smoke, but it was deadly as the man could harden and form it into an iron like material in the shape of various weaponry.

Elsa hurled ice shards at him. He countered by forming the smoke into a solid black shield. With his free hand he formed the smoke into a long black chain before he lashed out at her. Elsa dodged by rolling to the side. With a spin, she hurls throwing stars in the shape of snowflakes at him. Once again the man blocked.

He smiled at her smugly and snorted, his look saying, that all ya got? Elsa narrowed her eyes. Elsa was usually calm. Preferring to avoid fighting if she could. But this match, this competition was getting her blood pumping.

She always held back her magic when she fought against normal people. So the chance to test them against other magic users, to see what she really had…it was a rush.

The man waved his arms about, sending forth a large mass of the inky black smoke. Then he rushed forward, taking some in hand and forming it into a black halberd. Elsa threw her arms out, calling forth her magic before forming two ice swords in either hand. She crossed them in front of her and blocked as he came at her with a downward swing.

He sneered at her as he tried to overpower her. He managed to slightly succeed, as he was greater in stature than she was.

"I've heard about you, the Ice Queen?" the man said with a smirk. "Supposed to be quite powerful. Nearly froze an entire city over," he said. He looked her up and down, not impressed by her form. Though his eyes lingered at her hips and chest. "You don't seem so impressive," he said with a snort.

Elsa narrowed her eyes at him and frowned. With a grunt she managed to shove him back. He stumbled back a step before he made another downward swing at her. Elsa side stepped and spun on her heel before delivering a shallow cut across his cheek.

The man hissed and brought his hand up to the stinging cut before glaring at her.

"I could say the same about you," Elsa said with a playful smile of her own. The man growled and was about to charge her when he yelped and tripped. He looked to see Elsa had laid down some ice for him to lose his balance.

Keeping the pressure on she made ice shards rain down from the sky. The man managed to get his feet under him and barely get out of the way before being skewered. But then he was blown back by cold air.

Elsa formed ice skates under her heels and began spreading her ice along the rocky field of the coliseum. She skated along at high speeds, throwing ice at the man from all side that he barely managed to defend against. Yet he was losing ground as some shards managed to nick his skin and pierce his body.

"YEAH ELSA!" Anna cheered as she watched her sister fight. She leapt up from her seat and shouted for her. She'd been surprised when Elsa decided to compete as well. But she smiled widely as she saw Elsa getting really into it.

"She's quite good," Esmerelda commented. Beside her, PH nodded her head and kept watching.

Elsa formed an icy bridge over the man's head. She was about to skate over when he formed his smoke into an axe and cleaved through the path in front of her. Elsa flinched for a moment but readied herself. She leapt into the air and over the man's head.

She tucked herself into a ball and formed a large mound of fluffy white snow below her. She crashed into it and emerged unharmed.

But the man came at her. He gathered his smoke and sent it at her. Elsa narrowed her eyes before throwing her arms out, sending out a wall of air. The inky smoke and cold air pushed against each other, but Elsa's cold win won, sending the man flying off his feet and into the wall of the arena.

He groaned and cried out as his back slammed against the wall. But he peeked an eye open just in time to see a spiky wall of ice about to skewer him. He screamed in panic right as he was teleported out of the ring.

The magic of the area would teleport a person out if they were about to receive a fatal blow. Thus the combatants could go at each other with the intent to kill without actually killing each other.

Elsa smiled proudly at having won. She stiffened as she heard the crowd chanting her hero name. She nervously waved a hand to wave at them, causing the crowds to cheer louder.

She blushed a little, but she had to admit…this was fun.

Anna went next. Her opponent wasn't quite an even match for the pyromancer.

"Hold still so I can hit you!" Anna shouted as she threw fireballs at a fleeing wildcat. The cat was actually a person. A witch who specialized in shapeshifting. And she was running for her life as the red head tried to barbeque her with her crimson flames.

"Poor witch," Esmerelda said. Everyone nodded in agreement.

The wildcat ran around in mad circles barely avoiding the exploding fireballs thanks to her superb reflexes. One suddenly exploded in front of her path. Making her leap back. The witch looked up to see Anna preparing another flaming assault. With a jump the cat leapt into the air before it changed into a hawk. It flapped its wings to gain height and fled.

"Oh no you don't!" Anna shouted. She shot into the air after it. She pursued it like a mad woman, shooting fire form her fingertips in an attempt to bring it down.

The hawk screamed as it avoided blast after singing blast. It flew straight up, Anna followed after it, but was blinded as it flew into the sun. She hovered in the air and waited for it to come back down, and she gasped as she saw the growing dot. The hawk had changed, becoming bigger. It came at her with talons extended.

"Pfft," Anna said unimpressed. She flew downward, letting it pursue her. She turned in midair, looking back at it with a cheeky smile. She threw out a fireball, and with a flick of her wrist it split into five more, the hawk cried out in surprise as the fireballs came at it from all sides.

As they were about to collide with it, the hawk was gone in a flash of light. Teleported out of the arena to avoid the fireball as they collide and created a giant fiery explosion.

Anna smiled and pumped her fist. She shot into the air, shooting out more exploding fireworks as she celebrated her victory.

"I think I need to teach someone to be more humble," PH said with a frown as she watched Anna' showboating.

"Lighten up PH," Esmerelda said dismissively.

Elsa's next opponent was a man that looked like a stereotypical stage magician. Black suit, top hat, the works. But damn was he tricky. He threw cards that flew like knives. His hat sucks up Elsa's ice. Then to top it off he'd return fire, shooting out blasts of sparkling magic at her from his hat that left smoldering holes in the ground.

And all the while he wore an amused grin on his face.

Elsa frowned before raising her hands up, she started forming a giant ball of ice between above her head. She made it bigger and bigger until it was the size of a house. She raised an eyebrow at the magician, seeing if he had any tricks up his sleeve for that.

The man smiled before raising his hands up and bowing in defeat.

"I am Jerry the great!" said Anna's next opponent. Said adversary was a chubby, pimple faced, coke bottle glasses wearing wizard with a wand and spell book in hand. He looked like he should be playing dungeons and dragon.

"Beware, watch as I cast—" he was cut off as Anna pointed at his wand and set it aflame. Jerry shrieked and leapt back as he cried out for his burning wand.

Anna then proceeded to punch him across the face, and knocking him out in one blow.

Elsa had trouble with her next opponent. It was an older man who made some kind of magical crystals. The crystals were strange, they let off some kind of energy that destroyed Elsa's ice as it came within range.

Then the man was able to form a crystal barrier to defend himself. His crystals were tough. Her ice could not break it. She panted as she dodged crystal shards being hurled at her.

"You may be powerful young ice witch. But you're still too green," the old wizard commented. She narrowed her eyes at him. "Perhaps you are in need of real instruction. The Wind Walker, while powerful, is not cut out to be anyone's teacher. Much too young," the man said patronizingly as he spoke of PH.

Indignation spiked within Elsa. NO ONE, BUT NO ONE, talked about PH that way.

Elsa ran a hand over her left hip. She brushed her fingers over a certain area that kept he hidden knife. She felt it buzz against her skin on contact, awakening the normally dormant animal spirit that resided in it.

Elsa opened her spirit, letting it merge with the wolf spirit that was her familiar. The ends of her finger became claws and her canines lengthened as the wolf's energies entwined with her own.

The man raised an eyebrow curiously as he felt Elsa's magic shift. And then Elsa opened her mouth and shouted. The man raised up his crystal barrier, only to have it crack and shatter at the strength of the supersonic sound waves emanating from Elsa's throat.

The man was pushed back, he raised his hand up to try and defend himself but he was sent flying off his feet. He slammed against the wall and was held their as Elsa's voice continued to buffet him, driving him further and further into the wall.

Eventually the man passed out. And then Elsa stopped, letting him fall to the floor before she dismissed her spirit.

Elsa and Anna won their next few rounds. Leaving them as the final contenders. They stood face to face in the center of the ring, smiling at each other in challenge. The two had sparred together regularly to practice their powers. But now it was a much more competitive setting.

Though they loved each other dearly, they were demeaned to beat other. Nothing wrong with a little sibling rivalry, right?

Esmerelda watched as the two sisters were about to face off.

"So, who do you think will win PH?" Esmerelda asked her teammate curiously. Both women were indeed strong, despite being so young. She wondered who PH would pick.

"Elsa," PH said firmly.

Esmerelda cocked an eyebrow. "You seem very sure about that."

"I am."

"Really, cuz I don't know. Anna is pretty tough. Feisty little thing."

"Elsa is stronger," PH replied evenly.

"Really? They seem pretty even to me. How can you be sure?"

"I just am."

Esmerelda wasn't convinced. "Fire generally tends to beat ice," Esmerelda pointed out.

PH chuckled and shook her head. "Elsa is much more than just ice," she said as she eyed the older sister.

"What do you mean?"

PH kept her eyes on Elsa as he lips quirked upward into a smile. "Elsa is a storm, in the form of a person. A blizzard. She's a force of nature with a mind and conscience."

"Is she stronger than you?" Esmerelda asked curiously.

"No. At least not yet," PH said with a slight shrug.

"Yet? So you're saying that without a doubt she will be?" PH nodded in confirmation. Esmerelda looked back at Elsa. "When do you think that will be?"

PH remained silent and chewed the inside of her cheek. "Who knows? Elsa has yet to tap into her full powers. No surprise seeing as she suppressed them for nearly two decades. But when she does…"

PH's smile grew. Esmerelda noticed this, and she became a little unnerved. Did Elsa have that much potential? There were many in the world who believed PH would probably be the next Sorcerer Supreme. Could Elsa be a contender for that title when the time came?

"She's gonna shake up the world. I guarantee it."