Most of the teachers had entered Marrac Mountain, but Orcelt was the exception. He drew his sabers and, although he turned his attention to the abominable 4-meter-tall creature, he dismissed it and walked toward where Senjar and Dimas were standing.
"Executive Senjar, I request that you grant me this duel. I will face Executive Dimas," Orcelt said with determination in his eyes.
"You could die. That crimson sword is a powerful treasure," Senjar said calmly.
Orcelt did not hesitate, his gaze fixed on Executive Dimas, who smiled when he saw his new adversary.
Senjar nodded. He understood the philosophy of swordsmen, as it was similar to that of warriors, so he decided to leave Dimas to Professor Orcelt.
...
Senjar leaped toward the 13-foot-tall abomination just as it was about to let out another scream.
Bang!
Senjar was thrown back by the impact caused by a creature that emerged grotesquely from inside the abdomen of the 13-foot-tall abomination.
