In a country far south, Stefany stood in front of the other successor of the Dark Moon Mercenary.
"It looks like you've been doing well, Jean." Stefany squinted her eyes.
"You too, Stefany. After combining two factions, you have grown confident. Hopefully, that confidence won't come back to bite you." Jean harrumphed. He was also confident, believing that he would be winning this match.
Stefany had foolishly accepted the decision to fight in a neutral country. This meant Stefany wouldn't be able to use her connections here. Clovis couldn't sneakily place a hidden fighter from the Hacfield family.
Still, Clovis was standing behind Stefany, alongside the master of the Three Swords as well as the captain and vice captain of the R.A.I.D.
Meanwhile, five old men were standing behind Jean, each of them possessing a strength equal to that of a Tier 8 human.
Finally, the Dark Supreme appeared between them.
