Chapter 222: Insurmountable
A stunned silence settled over the resplendent arena. A sea of spectators was staring at Sunny with wide eyes, not sure if they had heard it right. Even the Saint seemed shocked and uncertain about what to do.
Surely, Mongrel had not just... challenged a Saint of the Great Clan Valor to a fight? A walking natural disaster in human form?
In that silence, a bright laughter suddenly rang, rolling over the vast courtyard. It was Morgan. She was laughing with a delighted expression on her face, her striking vermilion eyes full of mirth and amusement.
A few moments later, she looked down and asked, her raspy voice relaxed and steady:
"Oh, really? You want to fight me?"
Sunny stared at her from below, and nodded.
"Yes."
...But of course, he didn’t. He might have been a little bit crazy, but not nearly crazy enough to wish to fight a Saint. With a flick of their fingers he could be turned to ash and dust. That wasn’t even considering the possibility that his theory about Sovereigns were true...
However, the fact that he would rather avoid such a confrontation didn’t mean that fighting Morgan would be of no benefit to him. In fact, Sunny felt that it could push him to finally mastering the second step of Shadow Dance. A member of a Great Clan had to have a lot to teach him.
’Plus... who knows? If I win, she might give me the reward anyway. Anything else would just look petty...’
So, even if Sunny was against the idea, it was the best bad idea he had managed to come up with.