Tonight's sudden duel taught the students of Saint Marian Academy a harsh lesson.
Yet the elves and orcs had not realized that this was effectively aiding the enemy. Or perhaps, in their eyes, it simply amounted to nothing. The students of Saint Marian Academy were still flowers raised in a greenhouse. "Pfft!"
Blood blossomed, staining the armor red.
The Rhino Orc had actually had his neck pierced by a concealed arrow from the Prairie Elf. The arrow had come from behind him without revealing the slightest trace of its presence, piercing straight through his armor and neck.
A single lethal strike!
And at that moment, the Prairie Elf was still standing directly in front of the Rhino Orc! The air suddenly twisted.
An elf like a mirror image appeared behind the Rhino Orc, wearing a cold sneer.
The duelist had died; victory and defeat had been decided. The Rhino Orc revived in the "graveyard." His expression was stern, though he remained fairly calm.
Several other orc students, however, began to curse furiously.
The Prairie Elf's victory not only failed to end the dispute between the two academies, but instead showed signs of escalating it further.
The orcs cursed loudly, condemning the Prairie Elf as despicable, filthy, and beastly beneath a human face.
The elves sneered without pause, though in truth, they had no way to refute it.
A sneak attack from behind was indeed a tactic, but it was undeniably not very honorable.
Still, a curse or two would have been tolerable.
The orcs had clearly lost, yet they kept pushing their luck, cursing more gleefully by the moment. The elves' anger continued to build.
Some had even conjured longbows in their hands.
The atmosphere after the duel was visibly worse than before, and it seemed that a single disagreement