ONLINE: Blades of Eternity-Chapter 165: INHERITED REVENGE

With a triumphant grin plastered on his face, Eldric sauntered over to Kaelen and Ethan, positioning himself squarely between them. He cast a sideways glance at both, his expression brimming with smug satisfaction.

"I told you both to await my glorious return," he said, his voice thick with self-assuredness. "Honestly, you should’ve known better than to doubt me."

Kaelen chuckled, rolling his eyes. "Sure, sure, we had every reason to be skeptical. But you pulled it off."

Just as Eldric was reveling in his moment of victory, Lila’s voice cut through the chatter with a wry tone, "Well, if your ’glorious return’ involves almost getting swept off the platform, then I suppose it was… quite something."

Eldric’s grin froze instantly, his confidence cracking. A slight twitch formed at the corner of his eye, his fists clenching as he fought back the frustration bubbling up. With a sigh, he muttered, "Yeah, well… I like to keep things exciting."

Ethan burst into laughter, clapping him on the back. "Exciting? More like cutting it way too close, Eldric."

And so, the trio of the group continued, amused by Eldric’s irritation as he tried to brush off Lila’s teasing. But despite his annoyance, a small smile crept onto his face.

As Sylvester’s call for the next challenger echoed across the sparring platform, a tense silence filled the air. But not even a minute passed before Callista strode forward, her spear glinting with a sharp, determined light. She stopped dead center on the platform, her movements slow and purposeful, each step radiating an unspoken threat.

Without a word, she raised her spear, pointing it directly at Charlotte. Her expression was dark, her eyes burning with a menacing intensity that made the spectators hold their breath.

"Charlotte," she called, her voice cold and steely, slicing through the air. "You may have defeated my brother, but don’t think for a second that you’re safe from his shadow."

Charlotte’s gaze sharpened as she took in Callista’s unyielding stance. She knew this challenge was about more than just the rankings—it was personal.

Murmurs rippled through the crowd, and even Sylvester paused, his usual stoic expression faltering at the sudden tension on the platform. Kaelen and his companions exchanged glances, sensing the raw hostility simmering between the two girls.

Sylvester raised his hand to calm the spectators. "Very well, Callista has issued her challenge. Charlotte, prepare yourself."

Charlotte’s response was immediate and resolute. She stepped forward, her expression unwavering, exuding an aura that seemed to thicken the very air around her. Her posture radiated an indomitable strength as she ascended the platform, each step carrying an unyielding force.

When she reached Callista, she locked eyes with her, and a fierce spark ignited in her gaze. Fighting spirit brimming, Charlotte’s voice was steady yet sharp. "If you think I’ll step down after earning my place here, you’re gravely mistaken."

The intensity between them crackled like electricity. Callista’s grip tightened on her spear, and she narrowed her eyes, matching Charlotte’s energy with her own searing determination. Neither girl showed any sign of backing down, their presence clashing in a silent battle of wills.

The entire platform fell silent, the crowd mesmerized by the tension building between the two. Even Sylvester watched them with an intrigued look, knowing this duel would test the true strength of both warriors.

As Kaelen watched the tension unfold between Charlotte and Callista, he muttered, "What’s with all the bad blood between these two? It’s like they’re ready to start a war right here."

Lila leaned over, her expression serious as she explained in a low tone, "It’s not just between them, Kaelen—it’s about the family Callista comes from. They’re known for their fierce pride and loyalty, and they’ll go to any length to defend it. No one who crosses them gets away without facing the consequences."

Kaelen raised an eyebrow. "But what about the Fleeting Spear? He doesn’t seem to have that attitude."

"True," Lila acknowledged, glancing back at the empty spot where the Fleeting Spear had once stood. "He’s an exception, mostly because of his talent and his father’s influence as the family head. He’s never cared much for their grudges. But Callista?" She gestured subtly toward the platform. "She’s the opposite—completely dedicated to upholding their reputation. To her, Charlotte’s victory was a personal insult."

Kaelen let out a low whistle, watching the two warriors square off. "So, she won’t back down until she’s satisfied. This is more than just a duel for her."

"Exactly," Lila replied, eyes narrowing as she watched Callista tighten her grip on her spear. "Charlotte’s about to face an opponent who’s fighting for more than just her place on the platform."

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"But it seems like Charlotte isn’t one who backs down easily" Ethan suddenly commented as he notices Charlotte imbuing magic in her legs.

The moment Sylvester gave the signal to begin, Callista erupted forward with a speed and force that seemed to shake the very air around her. Her spear glowed with an intense, blinding light as she struck with a ferocity that surpassed even her brother’s strongest moves. The platform trembled under the weight of her power, and a collective gasp rose from the crowd.

Kaelen’s jaw dropped as he stared, wide-eyed. "Is she even stronger than the Fleeting Spear...?"

Sylvester’s normally composed face showed a rare flicker of disbelief. He knew Callista was powerful, but this—this was beyond anything he’d expected.

Charlotte, however, braced herself, her stance unwavering even as she staggered back from the impact. Her shield, reinforced by sheer will and resilience, absorbed the blow, though cracks started to form along its edges. She clenched her teeth, sweat beading on her forehead, but her gaze remained focused, refusing to falter under Callista’s overwhelming power.

Callista smirked, her eyes gleaming with fierce intensity. "Is this all you’ve got, Charlotte?" she taunted, already preparing her next strike.

Charlotte took a steadying breath, her grip on her shield tightening as she locked eyes with Callista. "I won’t break that easily," she replied, her voice filled with grit and determination.