Chapter 887 Tough Competition (2)

'Is it going to hold.' Marcus thought, watching the protective magic around the arena crumbling in the wake of Malika's Holy Thunder Sword Unique Skill.

Thankfully it seemed that Aezam had applied the absolute best defensive enchantments that they could to the arena, as eventually even Malika's attack was pushed back by the barriers protecting the audience.

This was certainly impressive, as these devices had just withstood an attack unique skill from a level eighty warrior.

However, the ring itself had seen better days, and the small gash Mrazivý had sliced into it was not even comparable to the damage it had just taken.

Even the enchanted adamantine had been melted by the golden lightning and along the attack's path the ring was heavily warped.

Except one spot was still perfectly fine, and that was where Zilre and Igna were standing.