Who Is The Winner?
"Damn! He is faster!" muttered Mark as he started at his hands.
Though he moved on time. The dagger was still able to graze his arms and the blood started to flow out.
The way Olivia was jumping in the air to save herself was no less than the acts of monkeys but it was so refined that it looked elegant.
And the way she was able to throw daggers in between was worth watching.
They have an irked look on their faces.
"Wow! So, he is just not a pretty face! Huh. What if he really has come with Alex? i heard that he had already reached the entrance." asked Mark with a raised brow and wide grin on his face as if he was enjoying the show.
The way they were getting attacked, he did not care if their knights were getting beaten. The thrill and the smell of blood was soothing him.
"Even if he is better. Do you think Alex would bring any new trainee into such an important matter.