
The two were already ready to sword fight in the hall of the ordinary training ground. It was the arena of the two to fight each other until one of the two was killed. If there is not yet, the fight will continue until someone dies or resigns.
Vlora was silent at the spot clasping tightly onto her katana. Not much different from his cousin Johson. Who are ready to start this fight.
"Seeing you die is the goal of my life" he said, attacking Vlora first. Without seeing Vlora as a female cousin. Johson gives a brutal and terrifying light to Vlora.
Vlora who is already a master at swordplay, for him it is not too difficult to swing his sword to withstand Johson's attack. Although sometimes he is made a little overwhelmed when Johson is a man who has more energy than him. But open the name Vlora if you have to give up in the game before trying the risk.
Without fear Vlora took over attacking Johson first. Repelling Johson with his katana sword.
Brum.....Brum.......Kiki rode his motorbike at high speed so that he could get to the King88 headquarters. After all the weather today is very sunny making him have no reason to increase the speed of his bike.
In the midst of this panic, Kiki was reminded by the words of a woman wearing a blue sea dress at that time. A woman who told him to keep Vlora away from Gio. But he himself already knew who Gio really was, and he knew very well if Gio had already repented. But why is Kiki still not feeling calm, if he just let his guard down a little bit watching Vlora from a distance.
Vlora leaped high kicking the neck of the man in front of her until he fell down. His agile movements moved swiftly kicking the sword within Johson's grasp.
Bakks.....The sword and the owner of the sword were thrown.
Even though it is helpless. Johson who doesn't want to lose is that easy. He quickly attacked Vlora with his bare hands.
Don't want to waste his chance. Johson quickly took his sword back to attack Vlora.
"Yaaahhh.",Tingg......Still in the situation after sitting down. Vlora holds Johson's sword with her katana.
Johson pressed his sword even more so as to injure his opponent. Brugc.....Johson threw a powerful kick right in Vlora's chest until he bounced away.
He stooped down and felt a tremendous pain in his heart. In the midst of his suffering. Johson was ready to walk towards her to ease her pain. Ready to send him to hell.
Vlora was still speechless there squeezing his front chest clothes, occasionally he also hit to alleviate his pain. But nihil he actually coughed, cold sweat poured wet his clothes.
Raka was very furious, he was very eager to be moved to stop this fight. But what is the power. Helping Vlora is like making Vlora die. Because in the rule of power. If both Alpha candidates are fighting. No one should step in to help. Even if one of the dying alphas needs help.
If anyone comes to help. Then that person as well as the alpha at hand will get punished on the spot. The law was killed in a disrespectful manner.
Raka who already knew the rules of this fight could only fall silent from a distance. She continued to plead for Vlora to rise quickly to withstand Johson's attack.
Johson's sword was already raised high,"YUNA!!", yelling out someone's voice along with a quick swing of Johson's sword that was ready to slash Vlora's head.