The two new Shadowfangs entered the arena, their eyes flicking between Mira and the gruesome remains of their kin. They realized that the impossible happened before their very eyes – a junior cultivator eviscerating a Rank 9 beast.
Mira stood her ground, scythe in hand, with a mix of anticipation and bloodlust. Although the last fight was good, it wasn't enough. She needed more!
Aelina gave Mira a nod, and with that, the entire arena was sealed with a heavier Formation, bolstering its defenses.
"Begin!" The command echoed through the arena.
The two Shadowfangs immediately dashed forward with a synchronicity that the others lacked, circling Mira. Their forms were blurry as they traveled from shadow to shadow, yet their approach was different; they did not rush in recklessly.
