With an icy blade situated against her neck Amara felt the slight trickle of blood flowing down as Marcus' scythe ever so slightly broke the skin.
At that point Adrianna came forward and said, "That's enough, Amara you lost, go back to the others and tell whoever is next to enter the ring."
After that Marcus removed his scythe from Amara's neck and she began shakily walking forward, still feeling the icy touch of Marcus' scythe that could have easily killed her.
Looking towards the remaining three future knights one of them being Clarisa, Marcus with a dispassionate look said, "Which one of you is next."
The young man who had been chosen to go next slowly walked forward and gulped already knowing he stood no chance.
Marcus' reactions and speed had seemed inhuman, and his strength was enough to toss them around like stuffed animals, so of course the future knight that had to fight him were afraid.
