First Point

The fight between Frolin and Lia went on for about ten more minutes before the woman managed to push Frolin out of the stage using sheer power.

Dean's expression was extremely cold as he glanced at Mara, and he seemed ready to kill her.

'This damned bitch sister of mine dared to use such dangerous people against me. She will pay for this!' Thought Dean through gritted teeth.

He wasn't smart enough to think of that on his own, but luckily, a God King besides him whispered the background of the fighters under Mara.

That God King didn't seem to be capable enough to attract attention, so his actions remained relatively on the quiet side.

Except for a few people who knew who he truly was.

He was Mauritius, the right hand man of the ex Castle Lord who won the tournament one hundred years ago, Duras.

Duras was also the uncle of Ronald and the others.