10 battles, and Alex finally won one.
"You… you are something, senior," Alex said, out of breath. He hadn't expected the match to take so much out of him physically. To constantly be at the peak of his mental state, and take note of every facet in a war was draining—especially when it changed from second to second.
It didn't change as fast when going up against Whisker. In a way, the two of them had plateaued in terms of their experience in such battles because they were only fighting each other.
With the old man added in, things had changed for the better. They were able to see just how much more was possible.
"You are not normal either," the old man said. "I've said little Dai had talent in controlling battles, but the speed at which you are improving is absurd. Just how did you know where I was coming from at the end there?"
