"Nice to meet you. I'm Kasha of the Fire Dragon Certificate."
Outside the contestants' lounge before the match, Kasha was far friendlier than Jiang Han had imagined. Long black hair, dazzling azure eyes that seemed to burn—Jiang Han herself was briefly captivated.
They were watching today's first match: Loya versus Dinesha, an internal war between Great Witches. Both sides had played all their trump cards, and now they could only fight on "individual qualities." Though tactically it had shifted from [real-time strategy] to [turn-based], the spectacle had grown even fiercer. While Jiang Han watched in fascination, she snuck a glance at the other witches in the lounge and found that everyone was enjoying themselves.
There was no witch who gave the signature [three hearty laughs] before saying something as socially tone-deaf as [these two have their heads stuck on pikes for sale].
"Just call me Jiang Han, good sister," Jiang Han told Kasha solemnly.
"Never thought I'd have to fight you," Kasha said. "But that's not bad either. In my heart, you're the second-best draw."
Though she had been picked like an order off a menu, Jiang Han had long grown accustomed to how blunt witches were when it came to matters related to the arena. Rather than getting angry, she was simply curious. "Only second?"
"Mm, only second." Kasha paused, and a blaze of passion shone within those burning azure eyes. "The first is one of the two down there. The Loya sisters."
If Dinesha could still conceal a few tactics, then the Loya sisters had not a single drop left.
Her tactics had been completely exhausted, and her consumables had suffered grievous losses as well.
It could be called her weakest form.
She would be easy for others to fight, but difficult for Jiang Han. After all, Jiang