Shadow Slave

Leo sent the clip to a couple of his buddies and waited in the dark void, chatting with the viewers and laughing about his terrible performance in the duel against the demonic newbie.

'That Mongrel... there's something about him...'

Just as he had expected, his friends joined him in the Dreamscape almost immediately after receiving the message.

Yes, his defeat was rather embarrassing… but there was an opportunity in every disaster!

This was going to be a very special broadcast.

A rare and bombastic… crossover episode!

Answering the invitations, two figures joined him in the black void. The viewers grew silent for a moment, and then sent so many reactions that the Broadcast Interface almost crashed.

Well, as expected. Both guests Leo had invited were very prominent duelists, at least as popular as he was himself, or perhaps even more.

One wore a heavy plate armor. There was a castle engraved on its breastplate, and four dragons depicted on his pauldrons and vambraces. This was Daoist Saifer, a renowned swordsman who possessed a powerful Aspect that allowed him to control fire.

The other was a taciturn warrior in a grey silken robe. His alias in the Dreamscape was the Fool, and he was known to be one of the most peculiar and persistent duelists in the professional league.

Leo grinned.

"Hey there, Saifer. Hey there, Fool. Long time no see!"

Saifer scoffed, then pointed at him.

"Leo, my friend. What the hell was that? You got killed by an amateur… in one strike!"

The Fool simply shook his head and remained silent.

Leo coughed in embarrassment and looked down.

"Yeah, well… it's not like the two of you never tasted a piece of humble pie, is it? If I remember correctly, Queen Bee decimated both of you just last week…"

Saifer grinned.

"I am ready to be killed by our noble Queen every day. But a newbie? Come on..."

Leo shrugged, then pointed to his sword.

"Alright, alright. But there's a reason the two of you arrived so quickly, right? You saw it too?"

at

the camera

rare moment when I get to mock my dear viewers and

his

those Strike Force veterans who still remember the early days of my broadcasting… as you might know, these two distinguished gentlemen are actually not only my colleagues, but also disciples of the same cranky old man who taught me swordsmanship. Basically, the three of us are childhood friends, and

and

a little to have been defeated by an unknown novice, the real reason why I was so shocked by our duel… IS… YOU WON'T BELIEVE IT... oh yeah, before we do this, I

his eyes and interrupted

style to defeat that dolt. And while there are many — lots and lots, really — people who can beat that loud

with vitriol, but then

the three of us are going to go and see who

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young man in azure armor. The

the human spectators in the amphitheater. Many had changed seats to get closer to

people? Did I go overboard and

had measured his dash to not appear too powerful. Maybe they just liked the spectacle? Sunny was, indeed, giving them a good show. Not that doing so was

me? Stop wasting my time, people! I'm on

the small crowd of Awakened that had been waiting for their turn to fight him seemed willing to step forward now. Sunny stared at them in boredom for a few minutes, trying to understand what was going on. They had been very

someone finally walked toward him, unsheathing a formidable-looking

armor, with an intricate engraving of a castle and four dragons

Be. Kidding

he was obviously

eyes narrowed, the voice of the Dreamscape

Saifer has

the face with the pommel of the odachi, swiped his foot, and

steel helmet, the voice of the Dreamscape thundered

"Mongrel has won!"

the crowd

people?! Is there no one here who

blade of the Shadow Serpent,

was wearing a grey silken

has challenged

a heavy saber… and using the same cursed battle

out a low growl

and aware than the last two fighters. He managed to sidestep the attack… sadly, it had turned out to

the enemy's body

his silk garment. Looking up at Sunny, he silently gave

"Mongrel has won!"

all! Do I need to go to