Their destination was the Arvanis Gate, the portal that connected to Arvanis World, the dark land ruled by vampires.
As they approached the towering archway pulsating with eerie crimson light, Roselia hesitated. "Are we really doing this?" she asked, gripping her sword. "Arvanis isn't just some random world; it's one of the deadliest out there."
Leon didn't slow down. "We don't have a choice. Milim was taken, and I won't sit back while she's forced into a battle to the death."
Roman just shrugged. "Well, we always did enjoy getting into trouble."
" its like we are magnets for trouble"
A portal guardian, clad in dark robes with glowing runes etched onto his mask, stepped forward. "State your reason for passage into Arvanis," he demanded, his voice cold and mechanical.
Leon met his gaze without flinching. "We're here to participate in the Royal Selection Tournament of the Gravis Kingdom there."