For most Combat Professionals, the heart was the source of their power.
Even Legendary Classholders, with their abundant vitality, were certain to die if their hearts were shredded.
Of course, they could still take a Classholder below Legendary down with them before they died.
But Karagon's previous injuries had been too severe.
On top of that, he had just lost a tremendous amount of blood.
Now that Dunn had shredded his heart, although he had not died immediately, he had already lost most of his strength.
The shadows enveloping the two slowly dispersed.
Karagon collapsed helplessly onto the surface of the water.
Looking at Dunn, who remained as guarded as ever, he said, unwilling to accept defeat, "So what if you won? A Mortal slaying a Legendary-those fellows will be even more interested in you. I'll be waiting for you down below..."
With that, Karagon's signs of life vanished.
Karagon had chosen to give up his own life.
A mighty Legendary had lost to a mere Mortal, and in the end, he could not even take his opponent down with him.
He was going to die anyway. If he lived a little longer, Dunn might well mock him. There was no point in spending those last moments in even greater humiliation.
Having come all the way to Legendary, Karagon understood that much.
So, after delivering his final "last words," Karagon decisively extinguished his own life, giving Dunn no chance to speak.
That left Dunn with no opportunity to ask who "those fellows" were.
But even without asking, Dunn could guess that those fellows were most likely an organization of Legendary Wizards.
Aboard the Queen Anne, Annie and the others watched Dunn help Pearl recover from his injuries, their faces full of excitement.
He had slain a Legendary!
It was