"I challenge you," Razeal said, his voice carrying clear and unshaken in the heavy silence of the Colosseum, "to a duel of honor."
[System: "___"]
[Are you fucking crazy, host?! After everything you went through, after all the hell you survived just to throw it away like this?!] The system screamed inside his mind, panic lacing every word. But Razeal didn't so much as flinch. He didn't even bother listening. He knew exactly what he was doing. He understood better than anyone the dangerous edge he now stood upon and the best way to survive it was this.
And how would this save him?
