Come Fight

At the top of the Spiral High Tower.

A fierce battle was underway.

Crack!

Clang clang clang!!

As violent gusts scattered in every direction, two blurred afterimages flickered at high speed, chasing and weaving across the already cramped circular platform.

Shrill whistles tearing through the air mingled with the ringing clash of metal, sparks bursting from time to time.

Neither the white-robed elder of the Ascetic Sect nor the Fable Maiden of White Dove Tower held back.

Even though they were allies.

But the situation before them forced them to fight to the death. Otherwise... none of them would leave alive!

Since one side had to die, it absolutely could not be oneself.

The others stood in twos and threes beneath the spiral stone pillars along the platform's edge, watching the deadly battle.

The white-robed elder specialized in the physical body. He followed the Chalice of the Body Spiral, the June "Lady Ya" path, and possessed the fifth-rank "Corpse" essence.

At this moment, his face was cold as he pursued that slender figure with his bare fists, relying on his tyrannical physique.

Yet his opponent refused to confront him head-on. With her nimble and agile body, she kept shifting and dodging, using the platform's limited space to avoid exchanging blows.

As one of White Dove Tower's Three Fables, the young girl Sly Rabbit was not particularly skilled in direct combat. She followed the Furnace Star Coin Spiral, the October "White Dove Poet" path, and possessed the fifth-rank "Illusion" essence.

Just like Old Turtle, who had fallen from the tower.

Her strengths lay in manipulating things from behind the scenes or serving as support—misleading opponents in battle, blocking their senses, and so on.

As Sly Rabbit dodged the elder's fists and palms, she desperately considered a countermeasure. Whenever she truly could