The ancient combat protocols manifested around them like chains of crystallized destiny, transforming the Night Cathedral into an arena that transcended mortal comprehension. Reality itself bent to accommodate rules written in the fundamental code of the Global Lord system, creating boundaries that pulsed with primordial authority. Lucas felt the weight of absolute finality settle over the confrontation—this wasn't merely combat, but existential judgment rendered through violence.
[SYSTEM NOTIFICATION: ANCIENT DUEL PROTOCOLS ACTIVATED][WARNING: PARTICIPANT DEATH IS PERMANENT][VICTORY CONDITIONS: TOTAL ANNIHILATION OF OPPONENT]
"Interesting," Lucas murmured, his voice carrying predatory appreciation as he analyzed the ceremonial constraints binding them. "The system demands we settle this through methods that predate civilized warfare."
