Within the church-like building, the soft moonlight caressed two powerful human figures, as if to bless the upcoming battle.
One of them wore ash-grey leather armor with intricate scales and held a longsword in his hands, appearing relaxed and confident, while the other donned heavy dark armor with his hands crossed over his chest, looking arrogant and disdainful.
"Are you challenging me?" Fred, with his eyes hidden behind his Griffin Helmet, flared up icy blue flames, "You hope to solve this wager with a fair one-on-one duel?"
"Yes, I think it's a good solution." The opponent flexed his wrists, "I'm just not sure if you, as the lord of this town, will condescend to accept this proposal? Or do you actually want to summon your little skeleton minions to make this gamble more lively? Of course, if you think you need them to have a fair chance against me, I won't object."
