Chapter 127
The crowd’s cheers had begun to die down, but the tension still hung in the air. The duel was over—Argenti had won. He stood in the arena, sword in hand, his armor battered but his posture still proud.
On the other side, Luocha was gone, carried away by medical staff after a fight that had pushed even him past his limit.
Firefly let out a breath she hadn’t realized she was holding, but her expression remained tight. "That was... too close," she murmured. "Luocha wasn’t fighting like someone who wanted to win—he was fighting like someone testing something."
Firefly’s fingers curled into her sleeves.
"I don’t like it."
Kevin crossed his arms, watching the last traces of the fight fade from the battlefield. "Yeah, well, doesn’t really matter now, does it? He lost."
His voice was dry, but there was an edge of contemplation.
"That being said...Something felt off..."
"You felt it too?" Yuri instantly asked.
"Felt...too?.." Kevin asked in confusion.
Yuri didn’t say anything back as he merely fell silent.