บท 343: Battelground [4]

Lucas glanced at Nero, his eyes narrowing behind the dark mask that concealed his identity. He could sense the playful challenge in Nero's words, and he couldn't help but feel a flicker of amusement at the other man's boldness.

With a smirk, Lucas shifted his grip on his sword, the Sin Of Sword gleaming ominously in the illusory sunlight.

"I may not be looked like human, but I know how to handle myself in a fight," he replied, his voice low and confident. "And as for my sword... let's just say it's seen its fair share of action."

As the crowd of spectators murmured in anticipation, Lucas and Nero faced off, their eyes locked in a silent battle of wills. Despite the playful banter, both men knew that this duel would be anything but ordinary.

"Is that so? Then let's see who is strong one here!"

Nero said and took a step forward and at the same time and announcement rang in all gladiators arena.

"...Nero Shan has challenged Darkheart!"