The fifth participant wore one mask and entered the fighting ring; Chaya gazed at him with hate and anger. She took out her daggers and stood in an aggressive stance.
The fifth Challenger just smiled as he looked at Chaya. He had a cruel glint in his eyes. This person was not only strong but also very smart, which made him a formidable opponent.
For Chaya, who was already tired, out of mana, and full of wounds, he was a very tough opponent when considering even her Stealth was useless; even surviving against him looked difficult.
The referee asked both participants if they were ready. Chaya nodded her head in response while tightening her grip on her razor-sharp daggers.
The fifth Challenger took out his two weapons. One was a short sword, while the other was a small, thin knife with a sharp edge. It was a knife that started out with the thickness of a regular knife, but towards the end, it was very sharp and ended with a sharp point like a needle.