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Milady Nelia Vesta likely entered the duel hoping to repeat the success of the previous round. However, all she was destined to repeat was the fate of Milord Ambrose Turbon...
"Outrageous! At a tournament, everyone should be on equal footing!" — thought one of the judge's friends, watching the duel. "The hell you'll get equal footing in a real fight!" — thought the judge's other friend, watching her kin deftly revive battered participants without a single scratch and dreaming of learning to do the same...
The judge herself, having finished "filing the battle report," went with a composed face to await the next duel...
The battle proved long and exhausting, even though poor Nelia essentially had no chance from the very start to even scratch Stefania. Nevertheless, the girl approached Radost, who was recovering from the damage she had taken, without a shadow of self-admiration, to thank her for the fight and ask how she was doing:
— I saw you in the previous battle, you are a very strong warrior, — added the Knight of the Wind. — Had I faced you under different circumstances and in melee combat, you would have torn me to shreds.
- This will serve as a useful lesson for me, milady. Thank you.