"Very likely."
"I see that those people are not to be trifled with. They didn't hold back in any way, and killed them all."
The spectators began to whisper among themselves, glad they had not left early.
Otherwise, they would have missed this good show.
...
The guards cleared a path.
A man garbed in splendid finery and bearing a fairylike appearance emerged and declared solemnly, "You dare to disregard the regulations of the Trade Alliance and fight each other here in private. You are really bold."
Anjia glanced at the man, twisted her head, and swung her fist towards the falling Flower Fairy.
Shirel gasped inwardly, thinking that this punch alone could kill.
Instantaneously, he unseathed the longsword around his waist, leaving a ghost image in his wake. His real body had already rushed in front of Anjia, thrusting his sword forward.
Clang!!
Shirel's sword collided with Anjia's Tiger's Claw, setting off a sound of clashing metals.
