บท 142: Honour

Arjamith rushed at Wrik, baring the spear. Even though his right knee was bloody, it did not slow him down by any bit. The almost three-metre tall spear rushed towards Wrik, who did not run away like the last time. 

Wrik blocked the spear as the two of them joined in the duel again. Their mana was still sealed, so they could not sense properly the people coming towards them in numbers holding limelight lamps or oil lamps irrespectively of the kinds. 

Lily and the maiden and so the men under Arjamith located them and brought lights into the duel. In the lights, they could only see the silhouette of the person and the lights they were holding. The mist had deepened, and so was the darkness.

Lily and the maiden's expression brightened at seeing Wrik had not lost yet, but fighting on equal footing. Lily was coming forward to do her job as the Judge of the duel, but it appeared Wrik had other plans.