The battle was over.
The String Duel, its energy didn't understand whether it was over or not because of the state Ureyn was in. In a minute, he received a fatal wound, practically died, and then was able to recover and continue breathing thanks to Norax's help.
Now, everything was clear. It was obvious who was the winner and who was the loser, which meant that Ureyn was facing another test for which he might not be ready.
Norax stepped aside, not wanting to interfere with the golden halo doing its job.
"It was a good fight, Adam Vinter, but I hope you won't be leaving these lands so soon."
"Agh? What are you talking about...?"
A bright flash lit up the wind plain, interrupting Adam as two beams of light headed toward Ureyn, who was still trying to recover from a series of difficult trials.
However, the String Duel was not going to wait or pity him. He had lost, and that meant he had to pay the price.
