"This one is on me. I should have taken into the account the possibility of the participants having some sort of past that once triggered by a certain phrase would throw them into a wild rage."
Although the duel ended up in favor of the magicians, Devios sighed, shaking his head over the way it was won.
"Don't be too harsh on yourself. Look, even if he is under mana depletion, he is taking it extremely well.
Metavicero waved her hand dismissively and reassured the blue-haired young man.
"That said, I should be next, right? I will make sure to not give you a headache."
"You better be. If not you will be the one responsible for nursing me back to health."
The white-as-snow young woman breathed out and straightened her back with a confident smile, to which Devios responded lightheartedly.
"Pfft, yeah, you wish."
Metavicero snorted, seemingly unbothered.
