"Haah.Haah.Haah.Haah"
Ezra held his knees as he took in deep breaths while the body of his opponent lay still on the floor.
His weapons dissolved back into the ground.
He had done it, his gamble had paid off.
After minutes of continuous combat and his opponent not seeming to get tired, Ezra decided to take a gamble.
The current situation was the result of that gamble.
It was a close call, but in the end, he had won.
The opponent had left a few words before he vanished.
"You are worthy"
After a few minutes of regulatory breathing, Ezra stood firm once again as his gaze wandered all over the white space.
'So…what now?'
With nothing happening even after almost a minute had passed, Ezra began to get confused.
But not for long. Before the one minute mark, the opponent's body suddenly burst into white light and a book with a brown cover depicting a scythe landed in his hands.
'What is going-'
