As soon as Damien stepped into the ring, Amara didn’t take her eyes off of him. She noticed that there’s something different about Damien; he is not his usual self and it has been fifteen minutes since he stepped into the ring but he never once used his power.
“What’s going on Damien?” Amara whispered to herself. She sits on a chair beside the ring surrounded by Tercera’s men and with Koro on her side. Amara gasped when Tercera kicked Damien causing him to hit his back on the strings of fire that surrounds the ring. Damien grunted in pain as it burned his now bare skin.
“What’s the matter, warrior? Don’t tell me that’s all you’ve got?” Tercera mocked. Damien stood on his feet and held his sword tight. Damien started attacking Tercera using his dual sword technique. Tercera dodged Damie
