Chapitre 212: A Discarded Puppet

The fire in their eyes, with brief but intense glimmers of contact, unveiled the depth of their fervor and determination to emerge victorious from this grueling duel.

As the dust swirled around them on the battlefield, the onlookers were transfixed by the spectacle unfolding before them.

A palpable tension hung in the air, as if the very fate of nations rested upon the outcome of this fierce conflict.

Each combatant's every breath, every slash and parry, spoke volumes about their resolve and the compelling forces that drove them to fight with such vigor.

Even in his disadvantaged position, Vicar showed no signs of surrender or weakness. He continued to struggle, the fire of defiance burning brightly in his gaze as he sought to regain control of the situation.

Ragnar could feel the tenacity and sheer willpower of his opponent; he had to brace himself for the next phase of this intense battle.