Chapter 1122: Unknightly Fighting

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Chapter 1122: Unknightly Fighting

She had already shown most of her skills in previous fights and she was prepared to face several counters now. She knew that using the same tactics would work twice in this place. Like her opponent, Dowloon had studied Caleb's previous fights and knew he would be prepared for the things she had already shown.

What she had not done so far, was enhance herself. The fairy didn't need to buy drugs. She was a master of poisons, naturally, she also knew a thing or two about medicines. Although melee combat wasn't her forte, using it from the start had the element of surprise she needed to shake up his concentration. Breaking the membrane with her dagger, she spun around, aiming her other hand at him.

“Silver Rain”, she mumbled and a torrent of silver needles exploded from her sleeve, turning the knight into a porcupine. Each needle was laced with her poison energy, invading his body. On a normal person, the energy would have acted like terrible poison and wreaked havoc in their body.

Not so much on these people. Although she couldn't rely on the poisonous effect, it had other uses. Since the poison was countered, she concentrated on invading her opponent with her energy. As long as she kept up with-

The moment her feet were back on the ground, her back bent back like a spring, barely avoiding the lance aiming for her heart. She could still feel the slight burn of a cut across her cheek and ear. Fluidly, she turned the evasion into an attack and kicked the knight in his armored stomach. Using him as a ledge she pushed herself off and made a flick backward on her feet, facing him again.

None of her needles, not even her kick, had dealt any damage to her opponent, however, she could feel her power flowing into his body.

“If this is how you want to play, let's reverse the roles,” the knight suddenly said with a charismatic smile and dropped a vial. The glass contained broke on the arena floor and the liquid spilled, suddenly turning into a thick smoke that blocked her vision. Was he serious?

Unfortunately for him, it didn't work. Her power was already inside his body, she was easily able to locate him even without being able to see him. She stepped forward to charge at him when her foot hit something that rolled away. A black, roughly apple-sized - O.0

Shocked, she rushed back as fast and far as she could before the hand grenade detonated sending shrapnel across the arena. How was this reversing roles?! -Chink!

“Kya!” her scream echoed across the stadium. A terrible pain, as if her lower leg was cut off was coursing through her body. Looking at the ground, a metal contraption of spikes eagerly bit down on her leg, drawing blood. She had stepped on a trap! The knight had not just thrown the hand grenade inside the fog.

Teary-eyed and slightly ashamed to have screamed at the sudden pain, she bent over to pry apart the jaws of the trap, only to be surprised by another small, black thing rolling at her feet. In great hurry, she ripped apart the flimsy trap and ran away.

Although it wasn't forbidden, Caleb was really excessive in using consumables. Seth didn't condemn him, he found it actually quite interesting that someone thought of using such relatively simple means in this kind of high-level battle.

The only problem with this strategy was, that it wasn't very sustainable. The capital investments for this kind of effect were immense and didn't last long, while it would lose effectivity as the enemy grew stronger or more skillful.

This was why Seth preferred items with permanent effects, over temporary effects and consumables., as they didn't need any further maintenance or cost. He also knew himself too well, he would just keep forgetting or get confused if there was too much to keep in mind. As they were talking things in the arena had taken a boring turn.

Being barely able to see the combatants thanks to the golem cameras, the audience was quite calm, almost bored, as neither of them moved, playing mind games with each other. This situation persisted for a bunch of excruciating minutes when things in the arena began to change again.

Nobody knew when exactly it happened, but the bright Mithril plates covering the arena floor seemed to have turned darker in the blurry fog and it kept doing so. The lowering of the golem down to the floor revealed the shocking truth, the arena floor was being covered in vicious-looking bugs!

The only place not covered in bugs was a small radius surrounding Caleb, as if they were avoiding him. or rather, his vision, as the dragon knight seemed unaware of the darkness hiding in his own fog.

Moments later, the knight's screams resounded. The black mass covering the arena began to move engulfing Caleb in a tsunami of flesh-eating bugs. The scene was displayed on all screens, recorded by several golem eyes that had surrounded Caleb in anticipation of this scene.

Biting and ripping at what little skin was exposed from his armor, the little critters seemed to become even more ravenous. Caleb slowly vanished in the mass of insects, only his panicky screams were heard. But these soon turned to an angry roar and the pile exploded. The fog and bugs were swept away, revealing the knight beneath.

The eyes in Minas Mar's booth suddenly flew to Seth, who pursed his lips in disapproval. It was clear what they wanted to say. Caleb suddenly looked like him. The Wyvern Knight was covered in flames, wearing them like armor. This had to be the effect of another scroll. Would Caleb also get the “Burning Savage” title?

Wearing his mount as armor, covered in fire, Caleb was at his current strongest form. Would the two finally start fighting for real?RêAd lateSt chapters at novelhall.com Only