The players on the spectator stands all wore grim expressions.
They had already gone through several elimination rounds and one-on-one duels. Under their mentors' guidance, they had also been paying attention to Lightchaser. But in her previous fights, she had only used her daggers. This match was different. She had unleashed a full arsenal of techniques.
Cinders was no weak opponent. Her skill set was vast, almost like a living library of abilities. Her combat style was as precise as a textbook.
Yet not only did she fail to defeat Lightchaser, she did not even force Lightchaser to reveal her divine talent word.
Rita watched Lightchaser and Cinders return to the stands, her own expression serious. She understood these two teachers better than anyone else present.
Cinders had taught at Moonlight Marsh for years. Her salary was not just gold. A major part of it came in the form of skill scrolls.
