The fourth day's matches ended just like that, beneath everyone's stunned gazes—an outcome they had never expected, yet one that made perfect sense. Once again, they were left shaken—
The fourth day of the Grand Magic Games!
Enduring the heart-devouring torment and pain of their past defeat, feeling the bitter resentment and hatred welling from deep within! The members of Demon Saber-Tooth claimed to have clawed their way out of an abyss scorched by hellfire, finally choosing to become demons. They had returned ablaze with vengeance—but in the end, they still met with defeat.
Or rather, a crushing defeat...
In the final competitive event, "Sea Battle," the overwhelming power of the Modeling puppet Nnoitra completely shattered Minerva's confidence—
All her magic was futile. All her attacks were useless. From beginning to end, the magical attacks she took such pride in could not break through the Modeling puppet Nnoitra's ultimate Hierro!
Her magic exhausted, her stamina drained, her expression twisted with madness, Sabertooth's strongest Mage, Minerva, stood on the verge of collapse. In the end, a casual slash from Nnoitra blasted her clean out of the "Sea Battle" water sphere! She slumped helplessly onto the arena floor.
One blow. Just one blow! Minerva, the strongest Mage in whom Sabertooth had placed such immense hopes, had not even been capable of blocking a single strike! She was utterly defeated! Her loss could not have been more complete—
Shock, terror, or something else entirely—it no longer mattered. To the spectators, all that mattered was that here, in this very place, they had witnessed with their own eyes the resurgence of a legend and the fading of a once-glorious power.
Perhaps it was not the end. Hadn't the Fairy, whose wings had once been broken, spread them again to soar freely? Perhaps, when the