Amelia was anxious as she held her fists to her mouth to stop herself from screaming. Her hair looked messy from all the pulling she had done the entire time.
This was Jibril's final fight for the day. He already defeated three of Muntaha's men without taking a break in between.
The man he was currently battling for was one of the three generals of the prince. He was a ruthless man in battle and only cared for victory.
In hand to hand combat, Jibril was steadily winning. That was until the man decided to use his secret weapon. The sword of flames.
The blade was made from flames of hell. Once it cuts through the flesh of anyone who isn't a demon, it leaves behind a permanent scar.
Amelia had on several occasions almost jumped into the ring. The only thing that kept her grounded was Muntaha's warning glare directed at her.