Chapter 23

　　Derek’s POV

　　“No, it must hurt badly.” Francis sighed while

　　Erika still looked calm.

　　I squeezed her hand to comfort her. She turned

　　around and smiled at me as if she was not worried at all.

　　After rolling on the ground for seconds, the fire

　　had been put out. Angel stood up and stumbled with dust all over her body. Her

　　right hand had turned dark. I had been through many fights. Seriously, I didn’t

　　know how one could defeat the enemy with the right hand injured severely.

　　The judge went over and asked her if she could

　　continue.

　　She nodded firmly, tore the right sleeve, and

　　bandaged her right hand roughly. She walked to the sword, kicked it up in the

　　air, and held it in her left hand. Wow.

　　Paul’s face changed. He must have thought that the

　　game would end soon. But it didn’t.

　　The audience was silent because everyone except

　　Erika was trying to figure out what had just happened.