My Soul card is a Reaper

"The winner is…" Azzy bit his lip in frustration, his head hung down and his gaze was on his unconscious mom who was slowly shifted to a stretcher, "Aiden Smoke."

Seeing his actions, Francis Blood commented, "Vesyrn, I must say that I acknowledge your son as the referee now. His mother was lying there unconscious and he made sure not to show an ugly expression on his face."

The others also wanted to say something but they didn't dare to do it after witnessing Vesyrn clench his fist tightly, with a silent gaze fixed on the woman carried away by the helpers.

The tournament continued as usual. Azzy continued to do his job and Vesyrn tried his best to sit on his throne. At the moment, Vesyrn is not Izora's husband but the Monarch of the clan. He cannot show weakness.

For the semifinals, a 15-minute break was announced.

Once he did it, he calmly left everyone's sight and then proceeded to rush to the infirmary on the second floor of the Arena.

There, the healer informed him that Izora had already left the infirmary with her daughter and the foreigners (Isolde Searvale and Elias).

Azzy swiftly scanned the clan village with Aura sensing and found out that all of them were in the palace. He went to the palace, without wasting any time.

He didn't meet the other three who were elsewhere in the palace and went straight to his parents' bedroom, where he sensed his mother's presence.

*Knock* knock*

He knocked twice but there wasn't any response.

Azzy knocked once again and spoke out loud, "Mom, it is me."

The sounds of the footsteps were heard this time and soon, the door was opened. "Come in." Izora then turned around to walk to the bed and sat down. Her hair was messy and depression was clearly evident on her face.

Azzy dragged the chair and sat nearby, grabbing her hands in worry, "Are you alright?"

Izora let out a sigh, not even looking into her son's eyes, "I would be lying if I said I'm alright. No, I'm not fine at all. I was too confident about my winning and lost terribly. Your father might have also been humiliated in front of other clan leaders." She continued to face the window and added, "Aiden was right. I shouldn't have participated in the tournament."

"No, that's not true at all," Azzy firmly said in confidence. He further explained, "Mom, your biggest mistake is participating with the suppressed realm. Six months ago, you told me to seal your soul orb, to suppress it to Rank-7 as you don't want others to find it out. I didn't ask you the reason back then and I won't ask you now. But, one thing is for sure.

Had you fought with your true realm, that toxic gas wouldn't have affected you at all. Moreover, you didn't sense that your first attack took a significant portion of his soul energy. In my eyes, it's just a bad match-up. For me, you were the favorite of the tournament, and I'm not telling this as your son, but as the referee."

Izora took a deep breath and looked at Azzy, caressing his face and forcing herself to put up a smile, "thank you. That means a lot."

Azzy returned it with a smile, "Cheer up, Mom. Now that Affy is also big enough to start training, you might as well train with me while we teach her how to control her power."

"Ho, now my son became big enough to mentor me…" Izora let out a chuckle as she joked, patting his shoulders as he sheepishly smiled, "My mood is better now. Go. You have a job to do. I'll take a rest."

"See you later, Mom," Azzy nodded with a smile and got up.

After he left the room and flew away from the palace, Izora's face turned serious as she raised her left hand, supporting its wrist with her right hand. A tiny burst of Protos energy escaped her palm and then fell back, passing all over her body and forming a layer over his skin. "Argh… behave…" Her pupils almost turned pitch black but everything retracted back into her body soon after.

"ha" "ha" "ha"

"I thought I had in my control but lately, it is misbehaving a lot. I don't know how long I can suppress this power. When those clan leaders got to know the truth, they would call for my execution. Azzy won't let it happen, but it doesn't mean Vesyrn wouldn't face difficulties in managing the clan, later on."

**

The next day;

"Welcome to the final day of the Intra-clan tournament of the Death Clan."

*Wooo*

After a wave of cheers, Azzy raised his hand and the sounds died down instantly, letting him continue, "Before we begin, a formal announcement has to be made on behalf of the Palace.

With the affirmation of all the remaining hidden clans, I'm glad to announce that one month from now, our clan village is going to host the first-ever Grand Tournament where all the nine hidden clans will be sending their best fighters to participate, including the two clans that are still under punishment.

According to the format we have decided on, there will be five fighters per division, representing each hidden clan.

The winner and the runners-up of various divisions in the tournament were automatically selected as the representatives from our side. Four weeks later, those who have reached the top 8 shall battle for two of the remaining three spots per division.

As for the last spot, the opportunity will be given to the warriors who haven't registered for this tournament due to various reasons. The selection process for them will be revealed later on.

With that said, let's welcome the finalists and give them a round of applause as congratulations in advance on their selection.

"From the beginner division, the finalists are: Kian Smoke and Damon Silver"

Two teenagers who weren't even 15 years old entered together, walking at a steady pace amidst the cheers from the audience.

As they reached Azzy and stood in front of him, he continued, "From the intermediate division, the finalists are: Sia Night and Sebastian Night."

The veteran assassins of the Night also followed suit. The audience's reaction was slightly mild, compared to when they cheered for the kids. One could guess why it was that way. First of all, the Night clan is feared by the villagers. Secondly, they are too brooding and neither of them pays attention to their surroundings, killing the mood of the audience.

But, it is going to be changed very soon.

"Now, from the advanced division, the finalists are: Sasha Blood and Avia Night"

The cheers were louder than ever as two beauties entered the arena, in their battle wear. In all of her battles, Avia always wore her one-piece body suit, which quite highlights her breathtaking figure, although the main intention is to give her fluid movements.

On the other hand, Sasha Blood was wearing a scarlet leather jacket over her tee and short jeans. Her new red and gold streaks of hair also looked stunning on her. It wasn't a natural look but a hair dye she applied for the sake of the final match. But then again, who cares about it? She looks beautiful and that is enough for the public.

Their legendary realm cultivation is also attributed to the sudden rise of their fan base.

While Avia's gaze was cold as usual, Sasha maintained a warm smile on her face as she waved to the audience, on the way. The screams only intensified even more, especially among the female audience.

Upon reaching the stage, Sasha walked past Azzy, giving him a brief glance. As Azzy's met hers, her gaze became sharp, and killing intense rose within her for just a fraction of a second but quickly subsided.

Azzy didn't miss it too. However, he didn't pay too much attention to her and continued to address the audience, "Now, as a part of a special event decided by His Majesty, we'll be inviting some special kids who went through awakening before last year, last year, and this year. They will be given the chance to spar against these representatives of the clan to broaden their horizons."

"Eh? Spar?" "Huh?" "C'mon, we want to see the finals" "Why?" "Interesting" "What is the Palace trying to do now?" "It is just a waste of time. What surprise could these kids who don't even have much training show us?" "I pity those kids who went through awakening just a while ago. Atleast, they should have been excluded"

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