Chapter 50. The Duel

Headquarters - Tirria

Time seemed to standstill as the two Mages eyed each other warily. Lady Lucia's heart thumped painfully in her chest. Everything was happening swiftly, too suddenly. Was this really happening? Had she really challenged Toussard, the head of Tirria, to a duel?

Yes! Toussard was her arch-enemy, but that only made everything even more surreal. She was about to duel with her when she wasn't even sure she could win.

Lady Lucia dipped her hand inside the pocket of her cloak and gripped the razor lying there until it slit the soft skin of her palm. As a mage, she was not meant to dabble into witchcraft, but she was up against a worthy opponent, and knowing Toussard, she would fight tooth and nail to see she was bested. A little darkness was needed, after all she could not very well use her fangs on her. She would be torn to shreds within seconds by the other Mages present.

She definitely needed to employ much darker... magic.