The Queen's Heels
"Haha, I like her," A man with red scales laughed after hearing Xaya's declaration.
He was kinda different from all those people, even though his strength peaked at the 34th floor.
He wore royal red clothes that matched well with his deep red hair that flowed behind him like a river, wrapped in a hairband.
The man appeared from the orderly row and took the front with a mighty red aura, "You don't seem that strong, though? Are we going to finally see some proper teamwork? Because you know… These people were so disappointing I couldn't enjoy the fun at all."
Hiro and the rest growled a little at this man's words.
They were losing, that was the truth.
However, their spar wasn't life-threatening yet and it could end in many ways if all of them went all out.
The worst was that the elven forces were nowhere to be seen.