It's Time To Duel Novels & Stories

She picked up after the first ring. “Kayden,” her voice was calm, but there was an edge to it, a tension I could feel even through the phone. She was always like that, calm, but never passive. Kelly always knew more than she let on. “The elders,” I started, pinching the bridge of my nose as I paced the room. “They’ve decided there’s going to be a duel. During the full moon.” There was a pause on the other end. I could hear her sharp intake of breath, the silence thickening before she finally spoke. “How many days?” Her voice was low now, laced with worry.

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

Finally, he was complimenting her. "Thank you. Now can I move to archery?" She asked hopefully. "No, the duel is in three days and it would be a battle of strength and endurance not skills." Lara's face fell. She had heard a lot about endurance to last her a long time. Hopefully, she'll be able to win the duel. The worst part was it would be taking place in the capital. There's a ring specially prepared for duels like this. Brad had taken her to get a view of what it looked like. It looked like a place where someone could die and no one would be able to save the person.

“My rage is fire. But their lives are my flames.” I reached across the twins to Tristan. “Let’s walk into hell… together.” The cursed wolves surged, and Dante raised his dagger—the throat rune blazing. I raised my hand, twisting time’s heartbeat. Pearl and Luis bounded forward—twins and parents unified. Together, we stepped into their shadow as— The Final Duel begins.

The war room's atmosphere had shifted the charged anticipation of a looming duel leaving a tangible tension in its wake. "It is settled then," Sergeant Cole’s declaration sliced through the charged silence. "We duel at noon." His words hung in the air like a gauntlet thrown, and the gravity of the impending duel settled upon us all. Noon would be the hour of reckoning, a trial by combat to test my mettle and prove the legends right or wrong. As I nodded in acknowledgment, a storm of emotions raged within me. This duel was not merely a physical confrontation; it was a clash of belief and doubt, a challenge to the very core of my identity as the Lycan Lord of Chaos.

"This isn't about size. It's about belief. He believes he's right. That makes him dangerous." I touched Dax's cheek. "I believe I'm right too. That makes me dangerous as well." --- The duel was set for the following dawn. Stone circle. Neutral ground. The Ancients watched from the shadows. The Circle watched from the walls. The Sunborn watched from the trees. Aris stood across from me, a blade in each hand. "Last chance, Luna. Disband peacefully. No bloodshed." "Last chance, Aris. Leave peacefully. No humiliation."

After all, no one knew Aria better than I did, and it was time I told my people what was really going on. The rumors had already reached my ears. The omegas were beginning to see Aria as their Luna. If I wasn’t careful, I could end up thrown out of the pack before long. Neither Aria nor I could do this alone. We needed each other. But the ball was in her court now. It was time to let the world know. “There will be a duel,” I said, my voice rising and ringing across the room. “By midnight, Alpha Killian and Rowan will face each other in front of this pack.”

When they met mine across the crowd, something flickered in them—hurt, maybe—but he looked away almost instantly. “See?” my wolf whispered. “He’s pretending not to care.” “I know,” I murmured. The elder stepped forward, his voice echoing. “Today marks the final duel. This will determine the decision of things once and for all. Both Alphas will shift into their wolves and fight in their true form. This is the final test.” A hush fell over the arena. My heart felt like it was being squeezed. “The duel,” the elder continued, “may result in blood, injury, or even death. But it will be final. No interference. No magic.”

He walked to the center of the arena where Tamara was standing, completely still now. "Garrett Wave," I said, meeting his eyes across the distance. "I challenge you. Blood and fang. Do you accept it?" He didn't hesitate. "I accept," he said, his voice steady and sure. "I accept the challenge and the terms." Tamara made a sound that was almost a cry, reaching for both of us at once, but Elena pulled her back, understanding what was about to happen. "The duel will take place tonight at sunset," the Council elder said, and she was already standing, already making the formal announcement that bound everyone present to witness. "Blood and fang, ancient law invoked and accepted. The supernatural c

"Some people are born into a poverty-stricken family, while others are born with a silver spoon. God has never been fair. What's wrong with me sitting on my high horse?" Felix extended his right hand and said slowly, "Let's cut the bull crap and begin the duel. We have been waiting for this day to come for a long time now." "Fine. Your time is up, Felix!" Both Felix and Aiden knew that this match wasn't just about victory. In fact, it was a fight to the death. None of them would ever surrender in this fight. As the duel started, Aiden made the first move. He brushed his eyebrow gently with his right hand, and a wicked grin crept up his face.