'The more I look at them, the more they seem familiar and unfamiliar, but those voices.'
Lucy turned to Godfrey, who wore the dragon officer attire with the Roman numeral I at the top of the metal mask, with round black lenses where the eyes should be.
'Godfr…'
Just then, a loud sound rang from the arena, creating huge reactions from the crowd as Duncan leaped, kicking Isaac with both his feet right into the corner post. The blow was so heavy the corner post, made to handle high tiers with relative ease, tilted backward.
Duncan was already sweating, but his eyes narrowed in dread as Isaac assumed his stance once more.
'Why won't he fall?!' Duncan roared internally. Everyone else was already wondering the same after seeing the beating Duncan had given him. They had predicted the end of this match, and that last blow should have been the one that ended it. So how was Isaac still on his feet?
