Deep in the mountains, Kyle knelt on the ground with his hair in a mess. His entire body was covered in wounds, as if he had been cut by numerous blades from his head to his toes. There was blood everywhere, and he couldn't even keep his balance. With a fierce expression and bloodshot eyes, he glared at the two enemies in front of him. He couldn't run anymore, and he didn't have the energy to run as well. "Has the Glory Country come to the extent of having to fight others in pairs to win now?"
"My sister fought the first half of the battle, and I fought the second half of the battle. We didn't fight you as a pair, it was a one-on-one battle." A young woman giggled as she hooked her fingers onto more than ten crystal-like threads, that were all entangled around Kyle's body. She had bl
