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The Rise of the Winter Wolf - Book 4 - Chapter 64 - A Duel of Luck

                                                                                                            Wolf

I end up clearing the floor within just half a day thanks to the EXP farm that is the mansions, along with Sapphire’s help mowing down the undead on the outside of the mansions. And the mini boss isn’t much issue either, as all that creature takes to beat is me freezing it solid before shattering it into pieces.

“This floor was so much more fun than the last ones!” Sapphire exclaims while running around in circles with a wide smile on her face.

She has a point. But then again, any floor is probably better than a hazardous one. They’re called hazardous floor themes for a reason after all.

“If we keep up this pace, we can be done with the floor theme within the week,” I tell her, making her run up to me to grab my arm before pulling me over to the exit and touching it.

Someone’s in a hurry.

The instant we appear on the next floor, she rushes off to go slaughter more undead, which this time are the abominations that I had seen early on.

Is this floor theme some sort of throwback to the earlier floors or something?

I purse my lips at that thought for a few seconds before shrugging and flying off towards the closest mansion.

Doesn’t really matter.

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                                                             On a Duel Floor version of floor 112

Karunn Kegale stands on one side of a large battlefield within an arena high in the sky filled with cheering harpies as a flash of green light shines from the other end of the battlefield, following which a man appears. The man is wearing a cowboy’s hat with a brown trench coat and a pair of steel boots, and despite having been teleported completely at random, he still has his usual wide grin on his face.

The former dwarf’s face immediately takes on a grimace as she sees Alaric standing there before she mutters, “Why’d it have to be Techral…”

Alaric basks in the attention from the monsters in the crowd, waving from one to the other, even after the duel officially begins and Karunn sprints straight at him. But right as her hammer is about to hit the man, a bright light shines from a ring on Alaric’s finger, and he suddenly trips, avoiding the attack by a hair’s breadth.

Karunn quickly turns the hammer swing towards him without even stopping it, using its own momentum in the strike along with her strength as an arctic lycanthrope, but despite that, Alaric just ends up bending down right under the strike to pick up another ring that had fallen out of his pocket.

‘Accidents’ like these continue to happen one after the other for three entire minutes until Karunn can be seen panting in exhaustion just a couple meters away from Alaric, who hasn’t even attacked her yet.

“You seem like your havin fun there, missy!” the man says, embellishing a country accent while tipping his cowboy hat at her. “Perhaps ya should just surrender now?”

This just serves to piss off the arctic lycanthrope and she begins expelling ice element through sheer anger before controlling said ice element to create a wall on all sides of the infuriating man. She then brings out a second hammer and raises them both to then smash onto the ground, sending a shockwave towards the man. But out of nowhere, Alaric’s left eye flashes a golden light and he suddenly appears several meters above the ground while flailing in the air after teleporting.

“Are you fucking kidding me?!” the former dwarf screams, “You can teleport!!!”

However, to her surprise, the man continues flailing around as he falls to the ground, so she takes advantage of it to swing her hammer at him. And right when she’s expecting something else to happen, the hammer makes contact, batting him away like a baseball straight to the edge of the arena as a scream rings out through the battlefield.

Karunn blinks in surprise before glancing at her hammer, then at the man who clearly has several broken limbs on the other side of the battlefield from her.

‘He is at least forty levels above me, and yet one hit from my hammer has left him like this…?’ she thinks with a frown, only to raise an eyebrow and mutter, “Looks like it’s true that he’s sacrificed his physical strength for luck…”

A large grin splits Karunn’s face at that thought and she rushes over to meet the downed man, only to swing her hammer and hit him, making his body fade away as if it weren’t even there. She then looks around in confusion to find the man having crawled several meters away on all fours.

“Illusion magic?” she asks while walking over to him, “Just how many different types of magic do you have just to escape battle and trick people?”

The two then proceed to have a chase throughout the arena, to the hysterical laughter of any viewers watching through viewing rooms and the harpies watching in the audience within the duel floor. But eventually, the man’s luck finally runs out and he finds himself lying on his back with Karunn’s foot in his stomach, somehow still grinning like an idiot.

“You’re screwed up, ya know that?” she asks with a frown.

He nods his head, still smiling, only to suddenly glare at her with a brief flash of black light shining in his eyes right before breaking up into pieces of light.

Karunn blinks in surprise at the last second, but she can’t think about it for long as she quickly finds herself appearing on the 117th floor, which was the floor Alaric was on prior to their duel. She then finds herself wracked with pain all over her body that disappears as soon as it had come.

“What the fuck?” she mutters in confusion while patting herself down to make sure that she’s not injured anywhere. ‘What did he just do? And shouldn’t the effects of the battle have been erased?’

Several seconds pass in silence before she eventually shrugs it off and begins to walk over towards the sky ship currently parked on the island she had appeared on. But right as she’s about to step onto the boarding plank, the ship suddenly falls apart. Completely.

This leaves the arctic lycanthrope to stare blankly at the ship whose planks that were making up its frame are slowly cracking and falling into the seemingly endless drop beneath the island.

“What?” she mutters.

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