Two figures could be seen walking in the streets of the imposing citadel. A man and a woman. The former was wearing the clothes of a blue rank officer, his eyes shone with life while there was an intense will to fight concealed deep within his eyes and a few faint black veins covering his body.
Although she was not the most beautiful woman, the latter had a certain charm that attracts others gaze and a air of nobility around her.
"Elijah, are you sure you want to participate in this tournament like this? If it was before then it was okay, but have you forgot what we said? Your cultivation is sealed and even if you could use it, there is no way you would survive using your powers one more time." The female walking at Elijah's side said in a deep voice while she knit her brows.