Chapter 151: [EXTRA - ] Ch149. [World Quest] (9) - Duel of the fates
The arena shimmered into form beneath the Archivist’s spell, concentric rings of glyph-marked stone rising from the floor like the slow surfacing of a memory long buried.
Blue flames lined the edges, flickering against the dusty air. Magic pulsed through the ground with each heartbeat, setting the stage for something ancient and sacred.
Miles stepped into the circle, and Sarissa mirrored him, her boots barely making a sound as she moved. Her eyes, however, were anything but quiet.
They burned like wildfire.
She summoned her sword, but it was different from the one she was using before. It had runes etched into its blade, a bluish ghostly glow emanating from it.
"So, that’s how it’s going to be...?" Miles raised an eyebrow, recognizing the [Cheshire’s Gleam] immediately, but neither Sarissa nor Cheshire answered his question as she assumed an offensive stance.
The Archivist watched them from the balcony as she waited for Mara and Diego to arrive by her side.
When they did, she finally broke the ominous, solemn silence that thickened the air around them.
"The circle knows no lies." She said, and the sand began to fall. "May the purest resolve win."
Sarissa did not wait for the Archivist to allow them to commence. She surged forward like a bolt of steel and fiery fury, closing the distance between them with terrifying speed.
Her blade arced low, and then high in a deceptive feint that Miles barely avoided by dropping to one knee and letting the edge whistle past his cheek, almost biting into his shoulder.