THE FIGHT BETWEEN THE MONSTERS

Upon their arrival in Jamtara, Asura and the other's attention was immediately drawn to the intense battle, especially the duel between Sir Eric and Monster Abyss.

Uncle Blond spoke to Princess Moon, saying, "Princess, you and the others can wait here and observe the battle. I will go and report the situation of the royal palace to the king." After saying that, he flew where the king was.

Princess Moon nodded, well aware that her father would be pleased to hear that the royal palace situation had been resolved. However, she also knew that her father was profoundly saddened by the death of her eldest brother. This was why she had chosen not to meet him; she understood that if she did, she wouldn't be able to hold back her own tears in the face of their shared grief. Princess Moon was determined not to appear weak in front of everyone.

Asura's attention, however, was fully captured by the ongoing battle between Sir Eric and Monster Abyss. He was surprised to see that Monster Abyss had drawn a black sword to engage Sir Eric in combat.

Based on Uncle Blond's information, Asura knew that Monster Abyss was skilled in fist techniques. Still, now it appeared that he also had some experience in swordsmanship.

The battle in the skies continued to unfold, and Asura couldn't help but be intrigued by the unexpected turn of events.

The battleground was a vast expanse of empty space, extending in all directions for a kilometer around the two combatants. The sky above them was a brilliant canvas of fiery oranges and deep purples, as if nature itself had set the stage for this epic confrontation.

Sir Eric, the head of the knights, stood resolute, his hand gripping the hilt of his sword, Moonlight. The blade shimmered with an otherworldly glow, its reputation as a legendary weapon well-deserved. His armor, adorned with the emblem of his order, glistened in the fading sunlight, a symbol of honor and duty.

Facing him, Monster Abyss hovered in the air, a menacing figure. His eyes glowed with a sinister red hue, and his muscles bulged with an unnatural strength. His tattered black robes billowed in the wind, and his long, ebony hair whipped around his face like a shroud.

The tension in the air was palpable as they locked eyes. Sir Eric knew that this battle was one the battles that would decide the fate of their Xiao kingdom, and he was ready to give it his all.

With a sudden burst of speed, Monster Abyss lunged at Sir Eric, covering the distance between them in an instant. He swung his massive, dark blade down with tremendous force. Sir Eric, a master swordsman, reacted with lightning speed, raising Moonlight to block the strike. The clash of their swords sent shockwaves through the empty sky, creating a visible ripple in the air.

Sir Eric gritted his teeth as he felt the immense pressure of Monster Abyss's strength pushing down on him. The two warriors were not evenly matched in terms of raw power, but Sir Eric's skills and technique gave him the edge.

They disengaged, both leaping back to create some distance. Monster Abyss grinned which looked wicked thanks to his ugly face, a toothy smile that sent shivers down Sir Eric's spine. "Impressive, Sir Eric," he hissed. "But you won't stop me."

With a quick, fluid motion, Sir Eric launched himself forward, closing the gap between them. He struck out with a flurry of precise, calculated sword blows, each one aimed at a vulnerable spot in Monster Abyss's defense. Moonlight danced through the air, leaving streaks of silvery light in its wake.

Monster Abyss parried each attack with a mix of brute force and dark energy. He countered with a devastating kick that sent Sir Eric tumbling backward through the sky. But Sir Eric righted himself, using his momentum to regain his footing. He couldn't afford to be on the defensive for long.

Sir Eric's swordplay was a beautiful, deadly dance. His movements were graceful, his strikes well-timed, and his focus unwavering. He pressed the attack, determined to break through Monster Abyss's defenses.

As the battle raged on, the sky became a canvas of steel and shadow, the clashing of swords and the occasional burst of energy lighting up the heavens. The two combatants moved with such speed and precision that it seemed as if time itself had slowed down.

Sir Eric knew that he had to finish this battle quickly. He had to protect his kingdom and the people he cared about. With a final, decisive strike, he aimed for Monster Abyss's heart. But Monster Abyss, with a mocking grin, caught the blade between his palms, stopping it in its tracks.

"Is that all you've got?" Monster Abyss taunted.

Sir Eric's eyes blazed with determination. He channeled all his remaining strength into Moonlight. The sword emitted a blinding, radiant glow, and with a burst of power, he forced Monster Abyss to his knees.

Monster Abyss howled in agony as the radiant energy coursed through him. With a final, thunderous blow, Sir Eric almost drove Moonlight through Monster Abyss's heart. However, Monster Abyss suddenly roared like a wild beast and punched Sir Eric so hard that he flew a few dozen meters backward. When Sir Eric stabilized himself, there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

Sir Eric frowned, realizing that Monster Abyss had become deadly serious. The punch he had just delivered was a Battle Skill, and if Sir Eric's strength hadn't been unsealed, he might have died from that attack.

The other strange aspect was that Monster Abyss didn't shout his Battle Skill's name while he used it. he simply roared. While it wasn't a requirement to shout the name of a Battle Skill when using it, most people chose to do so, or at the very least, they would say their skill's name slowly. This was a way to show respect for their Battle Skill and to make it famous. However, it was evident that Monster Abyss had no interest in spreading the name of his Battle Skill.

Sir Eric, already serious from the start, was now more determined than ever. He was resolved to defeat this monster at any cost, and he leaped towards Monster Abyss once again.