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Vieran was ready, he knew what will happen, so in order for Jiko to be exhausted, he also casted a Nullification Magic to Jiko, unabling him to use any effort because of momentum arrests as his body touches the armor. He planned it from the very start. He knew that if he fought him head-on, it would be more difficult for him to end Jiko. He knows the sword very well, Excalibur de Magnus. He touched the cross guard of the sword and it immediately turned bright. He knew it, it's not an ordinary Grand-Rank item, it's on its way to achieving the Glory-Rank, the last rank that the Three Deity Emperors want to achieve. He unsheathed the blade, and it transformed into an Ebony blade, but much darker while the scabbard turned into an Ivory blade, but much shinier than what Jiko has. The perfection of the weapons speaks of their ranks. Vieran stood, placing Ebony in front of him, holding it in his right hand, the blade is pointed away from his face while Ivory is held by his left hand, positioned at his back, holding it upside down. He then stepped forward to reveal his stance, he pointed Ebony towards the running Jiko while Ivory is below Ebony and pointed down to the ground. As soon as Jiko stepped 5 feet away from him, he would definitely able to execute it perfectly. He then closed his right eye, concentrating all the attacks to Ivory. Jiko has reached 14 feet away.

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Jiko stabbed Vieran, but he quickly jumped into the air, upright position, twisted his upper body while Jiko was trying to analyze what in the world was happening. Vieran slashed Ivory but Jiko responded quickly, he dodged it but he was cut in his thighs, he got an opportunity to strike back however, Vieran opened his right eye, making Ebony a good match for Jiko's Ivory. He stopped Jiko's Ivory and then landed on the same place where Jiko originated when he jumped.

"What else can I say. You are good, lad. If only you helped me to get their heads, I would definitely give that sword to you without the need of war. But now you have stolen it from me and it acknowledged you as its master, I shall guarantee you death." Jiko said excessively. Vieran just laughed at him.

On the other side of the field, stood Lancelot and Hugo. Lancelot is holding a sword on his right hand and a shield on the left. He stared at Hugo while he is busy summoning his Broadsword. Lancelot sat and waited for his opponent to be prepared, because it is against the law of a Saber to attack his enemy without him or her defending himself or herself. A few moments later, Hugo perfectly summoned his sword. The sword was broad, dark in color and three times the size of the sword of Lancelot. Hugo then jumped up, until he reached the sky. Lancelot wasn't worried at all. Hugo swoop down like a falcon soaring from above. He transformed into a Blaze Falcon, an uncommon type of blood line, usually found outside the "Free" realms. Lancelot doesn't have to transform, he can easily kill thia one even if he just stand there and he won't dodge any projectiles from the opposing party. He then drew out his sword, placed his shield in front of him, and at the upper right of the shield, he placed his sword pointing directly to Hugo's head. The red wings of Hugo emitted a dazzling bright light, but Lancelot saw him through. He oriented his shield 65 degrees to the left to be able to reflect the light. Hugo was blinded by the light so now, he doesn't know where he is going. Just when he was about to open his eyes, Lancelot's sword already pierced through his heart. His body was lying on Lancelot's shield. His blood came pouring down. Then Lancelot thrust his sword to Hugo's body, enough to make him die faster. Then he pulled it out. He raised his sword declaring his victory against his opponent. Hugo's body came fell and his sword began to fade away. For an item that is summoned, the item will go back once the summoner is dead, or he no longer uses it. Hugo still has breath, and Lancelot knows it. He then walked beside him, whispered some words, and then Hugo nodded. After a while, Lancelot pierced his sword once again in Hugo's stomach. His eyes closed and then his breathing stopped. Lance put Hugo's arms in the side, made his feet straight, then he knelt.

"To the brave warrior who fought me, lost, but still died as a warrior, may you have peace." Lance stood and then he walked away. The wind blew and the dust covered Hugo. That is his Gift, Earth. Now, there are only three left. Who will emerge victorious and whose head shall roll in the mixture of his own blood and mud?