Suddenly, he started crying, and just as suddenly, he drew his sword and asked to fight. His emotional instability knew no bounds. I didnt understand his current situation, nor was I interested.
But
Dark Sword
Darkness condensed in my right hand, forming a sword.
Faced with a challenge, refusing was not an option.
Now. Co at .
Abel didnt move imdiately.
How much ti had passed? The more I concentrated, the more unnecessary information slipped away.
Yet, this irritation didnt fade.
The reason this guy in front of was challenging didnt matter. But the fact that he dared to challenge in his state of indecision was infuriating.
Abel moved.
A frontal slash without any finesse.
No fighting spirit. No murderous intent.
Such an act wasnt even an attack, just an insult.
Kaha!
I punched him, sending him flying.
Just like the first ti we crossed swords.
The reason doesnt matter. Co at seriously. After all, you cant win against .
I spat out my words in irritation.
What aning he found in them, if any, I didnt know.
Im sorry I am sorry Thank you, Luke.
Sohow, he apologized and, inexplicably, thanked .
I completely didnt understand the aning. Not that I was interested in what state of mind led him to say those words.
But it was clear that a fighting spirit had taken hold in Abels eyes.
Kuku, let say it again. Co at .
Physical Reinforcent
A Presence of Magical Power.
Then, he moved. This slash bore no resemblance to the previous onea serious strike. Thats good.
To overpower an opponent who cos at with their whole being. Thats what I prefer. Anything less is aningless.
Hmm, the sword is as honest as ever
!
A sudden stop.
Abels movent was beyond my expectations.
Rahh!
With a tearing shout, he unleashed a kick aid solely at catching off guard.
I could barely defend, but my stance was compromised.
I jumped back, taking a defensive position. Next.
Kukuku, quite the ill-mannered move, isnt it? Whose influence is that?
No need to think about it. This must be sothing Alfred taught sothing I would do.
Ahahahaha! Indeed, you are abominable!!
Techniques are ant to be stolen.
He was watching .
No, more like observing.
Physical Reinforcent
Even faster.
Physical Reinforcent
Even heavier.
Physical Reinforcent Physical Reinforcent
But his movents beca more complex.
His sword, laced with nurous feints, trying to deceive .
I acknowledge it. You have grown.
When we first confronted each other at Aslan Magic Academy, I thought I could win even with my eyes closedbut now, youve beco strong enough to make keep them open.
Your unconventional moves have increased.
Yet, your swordplay has beco more refined.
Slash!
His strike unleashed as if targeting the gaps in my consciousness.
Apparently, hes learned to use skills too. Making the most of the fact I didnt have this information, a rciless attack I couldnt anticipate.
Dark Slash.
!
But theres nothing you can do that I cant.
Abel abruptly interrupted his slash and leaped backward. A desperate but sensible decision.
The difference in technique and skill is clear. If he had continued to face head-on, the outco would have been certain.
You may have grown a bit, but ultimately, youre still far below . In the end, youre just imitating .
Indeed, with the fifth level of Physical Reinforcent unleashed, he is fast. A regular elental mage might not be accustod to fighting such an unusual opponent and could be completely overwheld. But
It wont work on .
No need for special magic or skills.
My eyes, trained and honed through swordsmanship, can predict the future if I can catch even the slightest glimpse.
No matter how complex the movents, a few exchanges of swords are enough for to discern habits and preferred patterns.
No matter how fast or heavy.
If I can see it, I can counter it.
Yes, if I can see it, even just a little
Luke, can I really fight with all my might?
Ha?
Abel looked almost tearful, his words clearly erging from deep internal conflict.
Understanding this, I was nearly overwheld by a rising anger.
This is the first ti Ive felt such insult in my life.
Intense anger spread through my body like waves, causing a slight tremble. But, even in the midst of battle, I must remain composed.
Letting emotions take over would be foolish, as the rational part of my brain reminds .
I wont say it again. Co at with everything you have.
Understood. Here I co.
At that mont, my anger abruptly subsided, as if sothing had snapped within . It was an intuitive sense of alertness.
Physical Reinforcent
Abel vanished.
Not figuratively, but literally. In an instant, Abel disappeared from my sight.
The delayed sound of a roar and the slicing of wind followed.
!
If I can see it, I can deal with it.
But hes too fast to see.
Yaaaah!
My body reflexively turned towards the source of the sound.
The angle was bad. The timing, worse.
The trendous impact that traveled through my hand and resonated throughout my body was too great to deflect, and I was easily blown away.
Armor of Darkness, Wings of Darkness
I controlled my uncontrollable body with magic, soaring into the air.
Looking down at the ground, I locked eyes with Abel, who was panting heavily.
And then, I couldnt help but laugh.
Ahahahaha!
He forced to use magic.
For the first ti, I was driven into a situation where I had no choice but to use magic, not of my own volition. And not just any magic, but Wings of Darkness to control my body, and reflexively, I also activated Armor of Darkness.
That strike was so forceful, so alarming that even I felt a sense of crisis.
How amusing.
I must be wearing a split grin right now.
Its been a while since Ive felt this exhilarated.
What Abel did was exceedingly simple. He enhanced his body with both magic and skills.
Simple, yet imnsely powerful. An obvious, straightforward strength.
Well, its not that I cant replicate it, but now is a good ti to try out a new spell.
Dark Magic Eye
Dark magical power dwells in my eyes.
This spell allows to absorb the magic of anyone within a certain range who enters my field of vision. It also significantly enhances all abilities related to seeing.
This is enough. I slowly descend to the ground.
Lets start over.
Here I co.
Once again, Abel vanished. No, he leaped at high speed to my right front.
I can see him. If I can see him, theres no problem at all. No matter how fast or heavy, I can handle it.
Teyah!
Really, hes underestimating .
Raising his voice despite attacking from a blind spot shows hes not completely ruthless.
Still fast. If my reaction is even slightly slower next ti, it could decide the outco.
But, no problem.
A straightforward diagonal slash. Probably his unconscious preference or a favored technique.
His overall movents have beco more complex, but Abels initial strike is as straightforward as ever.
See, right there.
Now, just to let this power slip away.
!
Breathing, angle, timing.
Everything is perfect.
With no enhancent except my eyes, I cant afford a single mistake but thats an impossibility.
I swing my sword smoothly, like flowing water.
Abel, carried by his montum, rolls past , then looks up at with eyes full of astonishnt while supporting himself on the ground.
Just like the first ti we crossed swords.
Are we done?
Not yet!
Slash, slash, slash.
A rapid exchange of sword strikes, unleashed at a speed beyond reason. The sheer velocity makes it impossible to counter; I must focus all my nerves on deflecting.
But thats fine. Theres no problem at all.
Abel seems to have noticed the discomfort too.
With his current speed, its difficult to target him with Dark Absorption and Dark Sun, which has a lag in activation, is not an option.
However, Dark Magic Eye imposes a ti limit on this fight. Unlike Dark Absorption, it doesnt have an imdiate effect, but as long as Abel remains in my sight, he will gradually lose magic power.
This ans, over ti, he will slowly beco slower.
Like being strangled by a silk thread.
Slowly, slowly losing power.
From the mont I activated this magic, Abels only option was a very brief battle.
Especially the first strike was crucial, but its all in the past now.
I win.
Yeah.
I pointed my sword at Abels throat.
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