Within chaotic space. A green blur and a red blur stood in midair, staring at each other.
“You are…” Teresia looked carefully at Bluefire. “That lucky kid?”
“Lucky?” Bluefire smiled, then nodded. “Right.”
Bluefire looked carefully back at Teresia. “Judging from the looks of you, it seems as though you didn’t gain any advantage in your battle with Beirut? A Lesser Sovereign who is also a Paragon, in the face of Beirut’s ultimate attacks, doesn’t seem to fare so well.”
“He, he’s a madman.” When Teresia thought back to his earlier battle with Beirut, he couldn’t help but feel enraged.
Beirut had launched one staff blow after another, surging forth like the wild, endless waves of the sea.
He was like a madman, just wildly smashing down.
Teresia was only able to just barely prevent himself from losing.
“Beirut has an advantage in terms of his Sovereign weapon as well.” Teresia said silently to himself.
