Fire of Vengeance

The air on the stage was now filled with cold murderous intent. The atmosphere felt less like a normal duel and more like the two opponents were about to tear each other to pieces. The contempt in their hearts burned like an eternal flame. Despite the fact that the two opponents came from the same clan, there was no trace of amiability that could be felt between them. The only things that existed in their hearts were resentment and hatred.

“Today is the day I’ve been waiting for, a day when I could finally rid our clan of a piece of trash like you.”

As he spoke, Mashelle’s voice was full of the hatred he held toward Arias.

“Are you aware that I could kill you more easily than I draw my breath?”

Arias sneered as he replied in a cold voice. As he looked at his opponent, his eyes were filled with a killing aura.