"I surrender!"
A deathly silence descended over the arena when Zery uttered words no one expected to hear, especially since the battle had just begun.
Lian narrowed his eyes as his body continued to bleed from multiple points. They were superficial wounds, but the pain was real, a reminder of the battle's intensity.
He had not expected such an easy victory. Sure, it was easy because his body was strong; otherwise, he would not have been able to defeat the eagle, nor withstand the unpredictable wind blades of the storm.
Zery was breathing heavily, but she had not lost her smile. "You were incredible," she admitted, her hands raised in surrender, her tone one of genuine respect.
There was no point in continuing the fight. Lian had withstood her spells by relying on his body, and she did not believe continuing would help her win.
