Ange darted swiftly through the air, zigzagging east and west, his movements so fast they flickered like flashes of light, occasionally scraping against the atmosphere and leaving a trail of fiery tail behind.
He kept his distance, much like when South Coronet cornered Philas and killed his son.
Due to being bonded to the Bone Dragon, it was now South Coronet's turn to find himself unable to catch him, enraging him to the point where he stopped to roar furiously, "What are you running for? If you've got the guts, come down here, and let's face each other in a proper fight!"
Ange halted, turned around, his hands clasped behind his back.
"Damn it, thief, stop using my Southern Crown Strike!" South Coronet roared angrily as he charged forward again.
