Chapter 86: The Young Warriors' Sparring Session

The Young Warriors' Sparring Session

In a secluded courtyard, Lucifer the 6th and Akuma, Kaito's son, clashed swords in a fierce sparring match. Their blades danced in the sunlight, sparks flying as they exchanged blow after blow. Lucifer's skills proved superior, and he emerged victorious, his chest heaving with exertion. Akuma grinned, nodding in respect.

As they caught their breath, Valeria, the vampire general's daughter, approached them, her raven hair cascading down her porcelain skin like a waterfall of night. Her crimson eyes gleamed with a hint of flirtation as she handed Lucifer a towel.

"Well done, Lucifer," she said, her voice husky. "You're as skilled as your father."

Lucifer smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Thanks, Valeria. Akuma's a worthy opponent."

Valeria's gaze lingered on Lucifer, her eyes sparkling with interest. "I'm sure he is."

Just as the tension between them became palpable, Grog, the orc general's son, burst into the courtyard, his eyes wide with excitement.

"Guess what I heard?" he blurted out, unaware of the tense atmosphere he had just interrupted.

Valeria's eyes flashed red with irritation, her gaze piercing Grog like a dagger. "It better be important, or I'll slice your head off," she warned, her voice dripping with venom.

Grog's grin faltered, and he hid behind Lucifer, his voice trembling. "I-I heard they're having a Tournament of Power... with all races!"

Lucifer's eyes narrowed, his interest piqued. "Go on."

Grog explained what he had overheard, his words tumbling out in a nervous rush. Valeria's anger dissipated, replaced by a calculating gaze. Akuma's eyes gleamed with excitement, and Lucifer's mind raced with strategy.

"The Tournament of Power," Lucifer repeated, his voice low and thoughtful. "It sounds like the perfect opportunity to prove our strength."

Valeria's eyes gleamed with agreement. "And gain the upper hand in the universe."

Akuma nodded, his face set with determination. "We must enter this tournament. We can't let our races be represented by anyone else."

Grog's eyes widened, his face pale. "B-but what if we lose?"

Lucifer's smile was cold and calculating. "We won't lose. We'll crush our opponents, and emerge victorious."

The young warriors' sparring session had become a meeting of fate, setting the stage for the ultimate battle of power. The Tournament of Power would be a clash of races, a spectacle of strength and magic. And Lucifer, Akuma, and Valeria were ready to take on the challenge.