In the back of a Gothic castle, two figures faced each other in the middle of a training ground, while two other figures stood on the side.
The ones fighting were Alpha and the Owl Devil, while the people observing them were Liora and Scurry.
As the Owl Devil stared at Alpha, his eyes flashed with utmost seriousness.
And from the beginning, he didn't hold back in the slightest.
Opening his old book, he flapped his wings, causing ink to emerge from it and float in the air.
With another wave of his wings, the ink merged, quickly transforming into an arsenal of different weapons.
Swords, spears, arrows, axes...
Every single piece of weaponry could be seen among them.
Following the Owl Devil's commands, the weapons shot toward Alpha like arrows leaving their bowstring.
Reality itself seemed to bend around those weapons.
In just a split second, they had moved from their original positions, teleporting before Alpha.
