Chapter 2

Usually, the battle between the two opposite faction takes place in either the central plaza or a stadium to let the spectators see the power of each faction. With this, it also helped both the faction showcase the true strength of their group and make the spectators choose whose faction will be much more suitable to rule the Land of Dawn.This style of fighting against each other had gone on for more than five years, both the Vance and Paxley Faction determined to control the precious land. However, since both leaders of the faction predicted that the fighting this time would be too severe, they changed location and made several projections in the area to capture the fight and continue the show.

"Lesley, this is a very important battle for us. Make sure to end the battle in our favor. After this, we will finally have the world!"

Lord Sane sent his voice towards Lesley, his magic aura circling around her in an indistinct manner. The manic smile was evident in his face as he faced Lord Ray, who was furrowing his eyebrows at his abnormal actions.

After hearing this, Lesley furrowed her brows in distaste before casting a burning glance towards his way, "I have not been informed that this will be an important matter. Have you forgotten our contract, already, Lord Sane? I do not like interfering in such heavy matters. If you insist that I fight today, I will make choices based on my own belief and what I believe is right. You will not be able to stop me, Lord Sane."

Lord Sane's expression soured after he heard her reply, the veins in his neck bulged as he tried to suppress his anger, "Lesley, my dear, don't you want to rule the world with us? Owning Land of Dawn means countless treasures, and unlimited power for our own use. Please, do not disappoint me."

"I'd rather own the world by myself rather than team up with you, Lord Sane. You may already know me as a very selfish person, and I don't like to share my wealth with anyone. Do not interrupt my thoughts anymore if you want a chance in this fight." Lesley scoffed before she cut off their line of communication.

Like a bomb that went off, Lord Sane's face turned red in aggravation and anger. He tried connecting to her thoughts once again, but his efforts were futile. The woman was much stronger after all.

As soon as Lesley had cut off their communication, she gave a signal to the announcer to start. The announcer was caught by surprise before he cleared his throat and gave a glance to Gusion to make sure he was also ready, and the raven-haired man nodded his head. Clearing his throat once again, the announcer started,

"Today we will witness the 156th battle between the Vance Faction and Paxley Faction here in the Veverian Forest. We have Lesley Vance who wields a rifle with her deadly and precise aim from the Vance Faction and GusionPaxley who wields daggers along with his powerful magic from the Paxley Faction. In the count of three, may the battle for Land of Dawn begin!"

"1…"

"2…"

"3! Commence the battle!"

The moment the announcer ended, Lesley immediately went see-through and positioned her rifle with her clenched hand. No emotions could be seen through her magenta eyes, only shining with an icy tone. Without hesitation, she fired a deadly bullet straight to Gusion's heart, trying to end the battle as soon as possible. The sharp whistle of the bullet tearing apart the air made his heart jump out of fear, but he immediately fought back and teleported to one side which he immediately followed with a flying dagger that shone with a mysterious light towards Lesley the moment she appeared physical.

Lesley narrowed her eyes in surprise, stepping aside in a hurry albeit clumsily. The sharp dagger grazed her arm, tearing apart the royal blue cloth in two and her skin which bled instantly. She tried turning around to widen their range. Yet, the moment she twisted her body, she came in contact with his chest that teleported next to her after the blade came in contact with her arm.

Their faces met, the distance only a few centimeters. Lesley widened her eyes a little bit, not liking the personal invasion of space. At this small space, she could clearly examine his face. The midnight black hair that sat on top of his hair which was strewn to all directions at the moment and his amethyst eyes that glowed with mischievousness. Gusion though, only smiled cheekily and even found the time to add in a comment.

"Liking the view, missy?"

The spectators who were in the central plaza watching the fight were awed, before some girls squealed in delight.

Lesley scowled, throwing in a tactical grenade full of wind power that made both of them jump back at the force that suddenly appeared just before the dagger user could throw a set of his weapons at her. She turned see-through once again, her speed taking up a notch as she neared the edge of the arena before firing another black bullet that successfully hit the stupefied man.

While her bullet may not actually physically hurt the one aimed, the pain that of a normal bullet will be what a target that was hit would feel. However, no physical wound will be visible, and the pain intended was more of a mental one.

"Shit," Gusion grimaced in pain, staggering a few steps back before he teleported to a blind spot of Lesley's vision and attempted to throw one more dagger at her. It was futile however, as the pain that invaded his senses made him a little dizzy. Seeing this opportunity, Lesley aimed once more at the suffering man before he suddenly disappeared and pain that made her see black spots appeared on her side. Gusion was at her side, stabbing a dagger with no hesitation at all.

"You think I was done? Oh no, little lady. We're just starting," He winked, before a set of daggers flew out of his hands and straight to the weakened woman.

"Huh," Lesley raised an eyebrow before turning intangible and widened their range once more, her speed drastically slow compared to her previous one due to the wound that Gusion inflicted. She fired a bullet once more, this time with much more power and precision. The surprised man wasn't able to avoid the bullet as he wasn't expecting her to predict his movements. The bullet went through his thighs and he groaned in pain, collapsing on the floor as his weight made him topple over.

From the start of the battle, it was quite clear to a few that Gusion was greatly disadvantaged compared to the rifle user. The few shots that Lesley successfully aimed at him weakened him and his continuous use of magic drained his mana a lot. At this moment, he could only watch as Lesley made her way towards him, the rifle aimed straight at his head.

No rules stated in the fights said that one cannot kill the enemy and today, Gusion wasn't even in the position to complain whether the woman would finish him off. He closed his eyes in defeat, lips pulled in a line together.

Lesley stared at him for a moment, watching as the raven-haired user close his eyes in defeat and shudder in pain. For a second, her eyes flicked with a myriad of emotions before she dropped her gun. Her voice resonating within the forest,

"I surrender."