CH125 Duel Between Brothers III
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Clang!
The sound of metal crashing against stone rang out across the arena.
Just as Kurt's Zweihander came down to finish the duel, Alex's eyes—seemingly clenched shut from pain—snapped open.
He rolled.
At the very last second, he twisted his battered body and narrowly evaded the blow.
Thud!
Kurt's sword slammed into the ground, sparks flying. But by then, Alex was already on his feet.
And then—he vanished.
A blur flickered past the corner of Kurt's eyes.
The seven-foot warrior turned sharply, expecting an attack. But instead, he found Alex pulling further away, calmly widening the distance between them again.
The crowd murmured in confusion. Most hadn't understood what just happened.
But high in the VIP gallery, a faint light flashed in Earl Drake's eyes. His lips almost curled into a smile. He was the one person who understood what just happened.
