The Dark Contract of a Duel, Part Two

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

Fenna took a deep breath. The wind produced by her wings blew at her light green robe and her brown hair. Her glittering eyes looked extremely firm and determined!

"In the name of the commander of Puccini City, I challenge you to a duel of life and death!" Fenna pointed at the Dark Swordmaster and spoke in the ancient Egyptian language.

Her voice echoed in the sky and entered the ears of every soldier. Her fearlessness even when knowing that her death was approaching made the heart of every Mage race with a hint of sorrow!

Not every Mage in the world was willing to face a Ruler-level demon creature, and not everyone was willing to live a selfish life like a coward. When certain things were lost, what left was nothing but an empty shell.