With Five and Sonny left from the Dark Condor, Sonny was called next, after Three's beautiful farewell and retirement.  

Sonny jumped onto the platform and bowed to Ghost.  He would rather die than kill his own cultivation with his own hands.  How would he live afterwards with no skills?  In this world of the strong living like Kings and the weak living like beggars, how could he, Sonny of the Dark Condor, live the past 7 years of his life like a King to all of a sudden live his life like a beggar?  He didn't have enough guts to do that.  So instead, he chose death by combat.  Especially in the hands of the deadly Ghost.  He told himself it would be his honor.  Then, his name would at least be mentioned in stories that Sonny died like a man and a true assassin by the hands of the most deadly assassin in Bido Kingdom.  The monster herself, Ghost.  

Sonny bowed to Ghost then bowed to Light.  Light blew the whistle and Ghost asked him one question before she took his life.  

"Any last requests?"  Ghost asked him.  

"Just make it fast and as painless as you can."  He told her.  "I have no family to worry about me.  No wife or lover to cry over me.  No friends to avenge me.  When you do it, just do it quick and painless.  That is my last requ--" Sonny said in mid sentence.  

Ghost took his last request to heart and did it quickly and unannounced.  It was better this way, because he would have died with not knowing how he died.  She made it quick and painless.  With one movement, she was able to take off his head cleanly and swiftly.  No one saw her sword leave her scabbard nor did they see it put back.  All they saw was a flash of qi light then everything was over.  

Sonny's body lying on the platform floor with his head staring straight up towards the sky as if the skies where the last thing he saw and was thankful for it.  

Ghost flew back down to her friends side and waited at they cleaned the platform and carry Sonny's lifeless body and head away.  

Light walked to the middle of the platform and signaled for the last Dark Condor participant to step up to the platform.  Five walked up slowly to the platform without hesitation or any show of fear.  His head held up high as he watched Ghost fly up then over to them as if she was the avenging angel come to collect her due.  

Five swallowed his fear and watched on as Ghost hovered two feet away from him.  

"Any last words?"  Ghost asked.  

Five said a few words to Ghost before a bright qi light shined.  Five too had too much pride to live the rest of his life as trash.  But he was going to die with too much regrets.  So his last words to her was to ask for her help him avenge those that were responsible for his death.  Those that wanted to create trouble for the Blood Moon Organization and called for a duel.  If not for their greed and pride, he wouldn't be in the situation that he was in at the moment.  

Five's lifeless and headless body fell down to the ground in an instant.  His legendary days ended with the others by Ghost's hands.  The Dark Condor lost their top five most deadly assassins in one afternoon.  How could they recover from this embarrassment?  Their reputation was nothing now.  It would take  a long time for them to gain it back.  

Ghost stood on the platform with Light looking towards the elders of the Dark Condor to see if they had anything else to say about the duel.  

"Winner.  Blood Moon Organization."  Light announced.  "May this duel remind you of your standing in this life."  

Light took a jab at Dark Condor for submitting a duel against Blood Moon because they thought they were better than Blood Moon Organization.  Although they combined two assassin organizations to become the Dark Condor, they still lacked the power and skills that the Blood Moon Organization has within their assassins and connections.  

The elders from the Dark Condor stood up and flicked their long sleeves over their arms and left in a huff.  All twenty of them left before the rest of the Dark Condor assassins that came to witness the duel left as well.  Had they known the outcome would be this way, they wouldn't have come and lose their face in front of so many other assassins.  How could they hold their head up high as a member of the Dark Condor Organization now?  

Instead of bathing in the lime light of her success, Ghost flew up and away leaving everyone behind to celebrate themselves.