"…And the next match is between the Goddess of Elves and the Goddess of Urn Ceremonies!"
The winged angel announced.
'Where is he?!'
The Fair One nervously looked around, as there was no sight of Kiernan anywhere as he left the Feast Hall and never came back.
"…"
Death sat silently with his arms crossed, but he had already sensed someone and scoffed as a result of that.
"Sorry that I am a little late."
In that moment, Kiernan walked over, and the Fair One's expression relaxed significantly, as they would have had to forfeit if he didn't arrive in time.
"Where have you been? It's your turn to fight!"
"…Mhm."
Kiernan nodded, stepped past the table, and entered the stage.
His opponent was already waiting there—a strange three-headed woman—one of the heads was facing front, another was to the left, and the last one to the right.
All of the three heads had black hair, and they were all wearing a strange black veil that had thin chains dangling from it.
