Chapter 80. A Duel

Saying that, the Alpha King stepped forward. In fact, one would have a hard time believing that he was preparing to battle someone, given how relaxed he appeared.

He casually waved the sword, and Mr. Long chuckled even more angrily. Then, as if an invisible platform was on the ground, he charged forward, seemingly stepping on the tails of the grass beneath his feet. “Take this, brat,”

Alpha King Damien smirked and sent out his sword. With a clang, the two weapons met and separated in no time.

Mr. Long raised his leg to kick his opponent, but the Alpha King had already dodged, as if he could peer into the future to anticipate Mr. Long’s actions.

Mr. Long didn’t seem surprised, as he had already struck out with his spear again. With each movement of the two men, sparks ignited from their glinting weapons.

Soon, a pitch-black night concealed the forest in an eerie cloak of shadows. The silence was chilling, disturbed only by faint, ghostly sounds of rustli