Lilith charged with her double blades. She was pulling everything she had. The clash started again.
In the upper balconies, the nobles were all watching the match intently, not even blinking.
"Hmph! So much for being a prodigy. She is going to lose this match for sure," Alek Albrecht blurted out. His son's defeat still loomed in his mind like a shadow.
But not everyone shared his thoughts. The match was unpredictable. Though she was on the losing side now, it didn't take much for the tide of battle to change at anytime.
In a corner, Morgan and Zephyr both were watching the match with calm expressions, but intense eyes.
And on the stage?
Whoosh! Whoosh! Zzzz!
The sound of the battle cry roared with full intensity.
Lilith kept slashing with every ounce of energy her body had in store. Her mana flared like a volcano. The intensity was overwhelming.
