Chapter 70. The Touch

It was an unusual duel as Aamon and Red stood side by side at the edge of the Cirque arena. The people were cheering so loudly because they knew the two would duel. Red felt her body tremble and felt foolish at the same time. How could she touch Aamon's body when the young man's speed was many times that of an ordinary human?

"I will fight you with my bare hands," Aamon said.

Red just stared at the arena. In a few seconds, he and Aamon would have to enter and duel.

"You can still cancel if you don't feel up to it."

"Don't be so confident," Red said.

"Those are words you should say to yourself." Aamon smiled and stepped into the arena.

Red looked back, Ursula's body standing at the arena's edge as if watching. Meanwhile, Fiona looked deathly pale in her seat. Although Aamon would not use weapons, his attacks would be deadly, especially for Red, who had no martial arts skills.

The two stood about twenty meters apart; Red took a deep bre