CHAPTER ELEVEN

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What are you doing, woman?" King Herad asked, his voice filled with both curiosity and disdain.

The people murmured as they stared at Kira, their eyes reflecting fear and curiosity. Ignoring them, Kira stood her ground, well aware of the unease her presence caused. As a Vedan, she knew she was different, an outsider in the kingdom of Konica.

"I want to fight for this man," Kira replied calmly, her gaze unwavering.

wanted to get rid of Kira since she arrived in Konica. He despised her simply because she was half Vedan.


For a moment, Herad considered the possibility that Kira could be the girl his wife had given birth to, the child whose birth led to her untimely death. However, he quickly dismissed the thought because Kira was older than his missing daughter that he hates so much would have been.

"Very well then," King Herad declared, his voice echoing through the arena. "You may fight Dragur."

Kira nodded, her gaze shifting to the creature standing before her. The crowd held their breath in anticipation, unsure of what would happen next.

"But on one condition," Herad continued, a wicked glint in his eye. "You must fight blindfolded and without weapons."

Gasps filled the air, spreading among the spectators. General Roderick turned to Herad, disbelief and concern etched on his face. King Reagan remained remarkably calm and cold, displaying no emotion.

Murmurs once again filled the arena as the crowd expressed their doubts and skepticism. General Roderick's mind raced, believing it impossible for Kira to emerge victorious in such an unequal battle.

"Very well then," Kira said resolutely, her voice cutting through the air as she released her weapon, letting it fall to the ground.

Gasps escaped from the mouths of the onlookers, their eyes widening in disbelief at Kira's decision.

A self-satisfied smile crept across Herad's face, knowing that Kira had sealed her own fate. He relished the thought of her imminent demise.

"Bring her a blindfold," Herad commanded. A guard swiftly entered the arena and handed Kira a blindfold.

She tightly wrapped the blindfold around her eyes, shutting out the world and embracing the darkness that awaited her.

"Kill the Vedan!" a voice shouted from the crowd. The words hung in the air, igniting a chorus of hateful cheers, as the spectators rallied for the beast to end Kira's life.

Herad sank back onto his throne, satisfaction radiating from his countenance. He believed he had ensured her downfall and there was no escape from the impending doom.

"What is she trying to prove?" Roderick whispered to Cedrick, his voice filled with doubt and concern. They stood together, observing the unfolding fight from a closer vantage point. "That creature will kill her within seconds."

Cedrick, however, wore a sly smile as he glanced at Roderick. "Have faith," he replied cryptically, his words carrying an air of hidden knowledge.

The battlefield was shrouded in silence, broken only by the distant roars of the beast and the muffled sound of Kira's footsteps as she prepared to face her opponent. The tension in the air was obvious as the crowd held their breath, their eyes fixated on the blindfolded woman standing alone in the center.

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