It was time for my fight against the dwarf. I took a deep breath. My secret was now out to most of the remaining fighters. They now knew that I couldn't cast a lot of spells—only two of them, in fact.
But in all honesty, I didn't think it changed anything for me. I was powerful enough to defeat anyone in my way, except that very last opponent of mine.
However, even with that, I had managed to find my way around the rules using Elena.
I couldn't wait for it to happen; it would be the absolute best, without a doubt.
But before then, I had to keep my ambitions low and defeat the dwarf.
I arrived inside the arena; this time we were alone, one against another. There were no other fights going on at the same time as everyone's eyes were fixated on the two of us. It was a little stressful, but it also felt great, especially when I looked toward the King and saw Elena beside him, worried to death that something might happen to me.
