Dark Fox probably guessed that this maid was not only there to watch over them but was also incredibly powerful in her own right.
He took a deep breath, slowly calming his emotions before looking back to the center of the arena.
No matter what, both of them must survive.
They had to live no matter the circumstances.
Only by surviving could they leave, only by surviving could they continue their journey, only by living could they do what they wanted to do.
John felt a deep pang of heartache when he saw such a severe wound on his captain.
But there was no choice; he had to make this cut.
It was the only way he could find a breakthrough, the only way he could end the battle between them.
Otherwise, they would both be dragged to their deaths in the long run.
There was a rule in this place: unless one side completely lost the ability to fight, the survivor could choose whether to spare the opponent's life.
