The light faded, and the dust filled the dueling arena.
"I didn't expect it to turn out this way," the Negation Demon said from the front row of the audience, chatting with the Witch of the Moon beside him:
"If he truly has the support of the Destiny Witch behind him, his death here would be troublesome."
"So you have to watch the battle closely, don't let him actually die." The Witch of the Moon yawned lightly, and her indifferent voice made it unclear whether she really cared about the Destiny Witch behind Ahtal.
In response, the Negation Demon just smiled and focused his attention on the battlefield, staring at the two figures in the dispersing dust.
The dragon was massive like a mountain range, while the human seemed tiny like an ant—the strengths and weaknesses of the two were obvious without being stated.
