Kapitel 387: The Grand Finals Is Set!

"T-T-THIS BATTLE IS FIERCE!! WAY TOO FIERCE!! THE INITIAL ASSUMPTIONS PROVED TO BE WRONG AS ALMIRA BLACK, THE BATTLE PRIESTESS, FEROCIOUSLY BARES HER FANGS!! WHAT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE THE ARTHUR VERMILLION SHOW TURNED OUT TO BE ANYONE'S GAME!!" Corey's voice echoed across the arena, burgeoning anxiety inside the hearts of those who bet on Arthur.

It wasn't that Almira was overwhelmingly strong, it was just that she was very adept at controlling the tempo of the battle.

As a result, Arthur had never once managed to cleanly hit the battle priestess.

Although Almira suffered a few light wounds, she simply healed herself back to full health.

Shockingly though, Arthur appeared as indomitable as ever. There wasn't a hint of impatience on his face.

In fact, there was simply an amused look.