"Ah! It seems I'm lucky again. Does lightning counter light or something? Well... try again. I'm sure your next spell will breach my defenses."
However, Alice shook her head before her voice thundered.
"Adam wins this duel."
Before Paul and the public could erupt in outrage, she glanced at Adam's rising figure, shock and suspicion dancing in her squinting eyes.
Then, she explained her decision as the tournament's referee.
"Paul has shown outstanding mastery and casting speed but has no chance to win... because Adam isn't even trying. Contrary to what you think, he's not acting!"
Her eyes narrowed into dark slits as she suddenly raised her wand and shouted.
"Hell knight's sword."
A dark broad sword exuding an oppressive presence and wafting deadly mist condensed in a split second. Cleaving through the air like paper with a whoosh, it aimed at Adam's grimacing figure.
