Duel Runners Novels & Stories

“Let’s get this over with, then.” My gaze flicks to Gamma Everly. “We’re ready,” I tell her. She nods solemnly, coming to stand between the two of us. “A duel is a sacred thing,” Gamma Everly says. “You both understand the rules you’ve laid out prior?” “No weapons, no wolf,” we both say in unison. “Good,” Gamma Everly says. “And you’re both wearing the amount of protective gear you want?” “Yes,” Warrior Garett and I both reply.

A duel is between two people and a witness; nobody else is present. Savan turned to the sorcerer, looked at the sorcerer and slowly walked towards Laert. Two more riders appeared from the other side. They were lightly armored. “And you thought that this would be fair?” Laert mocked them. “So, much for that!” the sorcerer looked at them. Savan turned towards the riders. Their faces were like stone. They stood still. The sorcerer looked at the rest of the group. His face, too, had a stern look, even sterner than theirs. They averted their gazes. His gaze was too much for them. He won this round, his white teeth shinned. A smile danced on his face.

“Talking doesn’t seem to have helped much, does it? This time, Logan… this time, you’ll lose.” I clenched my jaw, feeling the familiar fire flare in my chest. “It is clear that you want a fight by all means, Rune” I stated, voice steady, “wht don't we do it the way we should have before. A duel. Whoever kills the other first wins. No innocents have to die and no unnecessary bloodshed.” Rune’s expression darkened. His eyes narrowed, sharp and calculating. “You think I’ll agree to that?” he asked, a venomous edge in his voice. “You think I’d give you the courtesy of choice?”

On the contrary, he was determined to win the duel with his utmost effort. "See you later," Kharel said, who then had to part ways with his two good friends to change into his battle armor. There are four separate sets for the final round, so four pairs of duelists can duel simultaneously. This will shorten the time and allow the results to be announced quickly. According to the numbers, Niall Anderson will be the first of the three young men to enter the final round. Niall took nearly thirty minutes to defeat his opponent and managed to score very high points.

He gave the hammer a few practice swings while waiting for the duel timer to reach zero as well, all while retaining his casual expression. (Duels usually take on two forms in Immortal Era; Sparring and Deathmatch. In a sparring duel, the match is decided when one manages to get the opponent's HP down to 10%, where the system would forcefully end the match, granting the other person the victory. This format is usually done by persons willing to compare moves or are within the confines of the safe zone of a village/town/city. As for deathmatch, it is just as the name suggests, a fight to the death. This format can only be utilized outside of all safe zones and is usually meant to settle grudg

SUDDEN EVENT: DEATH-MATCH – TERMS TWO CONTESTANTS. ONE SURVIVOR. NO FORFEITS. NO DRAW. “Begin,” the Game said. A secondary bell tolled, higher and sharper than the one that had started my duel. The timer under their names began to count down. 01:00 I slammed my hands against the barrier again, even knowing it was useless. Pain tore through my skull in white threads. The system’s warning hissed hotter. “Then damage me,” I snarled in my head. “Take my access. Take my pen. Take—”

"The victor is Malcom of Riverpack! The mate of Lady Elsie has been decided! Let all present witness and honor the judgment of the duel!" Elsie's mother rose from her seat, her expression unreadable. Her father stood beside her, his jaw tight. "It is done," Garrath said, his voice low. "The duel is over. Malcom is the victor." Elsie did not answer. She could not. Her throat was too tight, her chest too heavy. She looked down at the arena, at Finnick's still form, at the blood spreading across the sand. She looked at Malcom, triumphant, his eyes finding hers, his smile wide.

Even refusing the duel no longer seemed like an option if he intended to force it upon me. Yet accepting it felt no different from walking willingly toward my own execution. Levi watched every emotion pass across my face before the corner of his mouth lifted into a cold, victorious smile. "So now that you understand," he said evenly, "allow me to explain the rules." My fingernails dug into my palms, but I remained silent. "The Kael'Rhun is a formal duel recognized by the Moon Goddess herself. The rules are simple. Both challengers may use any weapon of their choosing. However, neither participant is permitted to kill the other or inflict injuries that are permanently life changing or immedia

"All right, as I said before, other students who passed in previous years will try to make you fail. Also, the five with the slowest times will be disqualified as well. So run fast and think fast. The first thing you do is you must army crawl as fast as you can and select two weapons or tools to help you with this then with the selected items you must scale the twenty-foot wall and make it to the other side. Once there you will pull an envelope with a piece of paper that will have a picture of an item you must find in the sand trap. Then Run down the track and swim through the pool with your item. On the other end of the pool, you will find a hook with keys on it. You must find your key with

Galvin is… well he hates me because I'm weak. "Thank you…" I replied. "We are going on a quest with nimble monsters so it would be helpful if you could be our runner." Oren said. In a party or a guild formation, runners are challengers that aggro the monsters and act as a bait to help the damage dealers to easily subdued their enemies, especially if those monsters don't stay in one place, it was a lot harder when the monsters are nimble since great concentration and speed is needed for the runner to effectively become a bait.