Valan and Sraka's duel was intense. It was completely different from last time, where they engaged in a capturing race and then ended everything in an instant.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Valan's steel sword and Sraka's greatsword repeatedly clashed.

This was a duel between Grandmasters!

The resulting shockwaves upturned the earth or caused the air to cry out.

There were obviously no spectators nearby. No matter how much you wanted to watch them duke it out, the price was too high; you'd have to die to get close enough to see their fight!

Anyhow, their fight was dead even.

In terms of pure skill, Valan had a slight edge. However, he was also hampered by the loss of an arm.

For a swordsman of his caliber, losing an arm wouldn't prove to be a huge detriment, but it would certainly be a handicap against a fellow Grandmaster like Sraka.

Plus, Sraka was an Evil God Worshipper, so he could unleash the Evil God's wicked energy at will. 

Thus, it wasn't easy to tell who'd win their duel.

However, there was someone who dared to interrupt their duel before the victor was decided.

Whir!

All of a sudden, a portal appeared, and Amak walked right out...