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In the confrontation between a ranged attacker and a melee warrior, maneuvering at the edge of the firing range provides an undeniable advantage for the former, as was the case in the May tournament. Now, however, everything was different, and in the conditions of a small arena, there was no room for such tactics; only who could inflict fatal damage faster mattered. Michaela missed and was defeated, and in the next match, she didn't even have time to do anything. But Vita proved to be a much more dangerous opponent; in each of the matches, Gideon was knocked to the ground by a crushing blow from a glaive, but immediately, driven by an unknown force, he got back up and continued as if nothing had happened, as if he hadn't just been nearly cut in two.
— What, James, are you eager to fill Her Majesty with bullets? — Gideon smirked at his next opponent. — You'll have to give up that honor to me!