The surroundings suddenly fell silent. Alka turned to look. Although their location hadn't changed, there was no one else around.
Only he and Jack remained.
"Come on, child. Embrace your fate."
Jack spoke, stepping back a few paces to give Alka some distance, as if intending to duel him head-on.
Alka leaped from the bow of his own ship.
"What is this place?"
Even in the midst of battle, Alka wasn't anxious at all and asked leisurely.
"A space designed for duels. Unless one of us dies, this space cannot be dispelled."
"How about it? Not bad, right?"
Alka nodded. "This place is nice, although I don't know who you are or why you possess my father's body. But this space is indeed a fitting grave—perfect for burying you."
"Hahaha... You're asking who I am?"
Jack laughed heartily, unperturbed by Alka's remark, and seemed ready to stop hiding.
He waved his hand. Several cards appeared, and he threw them directly at Alka.
