As Kendell stepped into the arena he could hear the roar of the crowd, but it sounded muffled. All he could hear was the blood raging through his ears as he stood face to face with Leon.
Finally, after all these months the time to prove himself in this fight had arrived.
A suave voice echoed in Kendell's mind and he could almost feel the grin coming off the devil as Azmoth began to speak.
"Mortal, your fights have been amusing- but don't think you can win this fight easily. I have see the Fey he fights with before, and it is one of the lesser princes of the Fey realm. Should he unleash its true potential you will not win... unless you plead to me..."
Kendell could hear Azmoths chuckle in his mind but decided to put it off. There was no way Leon was strong enough to beat him already, especially with the system. The only one who might stand a chance would be Alaric.
