Pre-battle practice was clearly impossible now. All Whisper of Destruction could do was hope that Ktarolan was weak enough and that his own adaptability was strong enough to give him a chance of winning...
Of course, there was good news besides the bad. Judging by Old Eman's reaction, Punk, piloting a Blazing Sun-tier construct mech, had a decent chance of fighting an even match against a Blazing Sun-level alchemical butler. After all, even though the construct empress had used Kane's years of adventuring to acquire the capital for her plans and the materials to modify her body, she was still, fundamentally, merely a butler golem that had never possessed any combat functions.
Thinking about it carefully, how much combat power could the giant spider butler in Punk's magic tower possibly have if it went all out? There was no need to mention one that could not cast a single spell. Unless the spellcaster who created the golem had been so bored that they simply wanted to wildly wave its palms around, that was basically all the combat capability such a "functional" golem could possess.
In that case, although the construct mech produced by Lord Scarlet Scepter apparently had not been equipped with any special destructive components beyond "unarmed attacks," as long as Ktarolan could not control Dolush's Eye's only divine-throne-level weapon and fire it into the Half-Mechanical Eye, the battle-hardened Bright Moon Mage's odds of victory were not actually that low.
In short, this battle was absolutely worth fighting. The advantage in combat experience that a professional exceptionally skilled at fighting had over a "desk worker" who had never fought was still very useful, even though Whisper of Destruction had not actually attempted "close-quarters combat" during his career...
"Fine, then let's hope that your masterpiece, Old Eman, can help us