บท 91: Red Moon Tournament's Final Round

A knock brought Sue Terin from the heights of happiness back to her dim reality. It was an unwelcome summons that she should get ready, for her next battle was growing near as she speak.

With a simple glance toward Vice Commander Shuha, she left him with a nod, eyes knowing that the beastman in their presence could never be trusted to hear anything about their plans and how their minds worked.

Each step that Sue Terin took toward the stage was like a grain of sand falling to the pits of the hourglass, inevitable and impossible to prevent.

Whispers that were meant to be heard filled her hearing range, betting how long she would live or how long would Lucien last against the Nirvana flame.