When he reacted, Matthew had already hit one of the walls of the arena. The scales on his body disappeared and his body fell to the ground. He had no trouble standing up, even though his wounds hurt.
He frowned and looked at the arena... he had come out of it. His eyes traveled all the way to Juliet's eyes, who was still standing where they had collided.
Somehow... she looked great in terms of power.
He had lost.
'Really?' he wondered.
The referee confirmed it: "Juliet Brooks wins!"
The clamor rose in the surrounding area... But they both ignored it.
Juliet jumped out of the arena and walked toward him, a soft smile on her face, as she sheathed her sword.
