It had been an eternity since the last Purgation Duel.
In the ancient annals of the Primordial Meadow, these duels were not merely legal battles—some were brave enough to deem them cataclysmic festivals of bloodshed and absolute finality. Back then, every single time one occurred, the sheer devastation was breathtaking.
Having two sides pitted against one another within a sealed dimension was beautiful and barbaric at the same time. Since the Cluster Custodians made absolutely sure that there was no chance to retreat, neither would pull back their punches.
Both sides would use everything at their disposal to win.
Every hoarded treasure, every forbidden power, and every treacherous trick up their sleeves were used in order to secure the win. No reason to hold back when there was no other choice but to go forward—but to fight the other side to the death.
Even if they lose in the end, at least the winner would not get to use their treasures.
