After a brief pause to emphasise the rule, Edgar continued.
"We'll proceed with seven pairs of duels to give the spectators a chance to watch most of them. You'll conduct the loser's duel in succession. No one wants to miss the rise of the two last heroes who'll go against their fate!"
The crowd cheered, excited by the Academy of Summoning dean's charisma.
Meanwhile, Shepard snorted, a scowl of disgust creasing his brows.
"If they knew what you used to summon in your younger days, they would never cheer for you, pervert."
Noticing Edgar almost choked on his saliva and glared at him, lips twitching in suppressed anger, he whistled an innocent tune and returned to his comfortable chair.
"Anyway, my disciple will win. Bring out your best items if you believe yours have a chance."
Legs crossed in a relaxed posture, he smirked at his peers.
