"Haa... Haa..."
Leon took several breaths, slowly recovering his stamina as he stared at the body lying before him.
'I did it.'
His fist clenched silently as he continued to stare at the body. A small part of him was excited, but at the same time, there was another part of him that felt the complete opposite.
'I won, but the fight was way harder than it was supposed to be. This should've been easy if I had my sword and gone all out. No, that's not quite right...'
At some point, Leon realized he was starting to make excuses.
His opponent was weaker than him, yet he still managed to force Leon into a bitter struggle. It was this very idea that made his chest feel heavy. He also understood all too clearly the reason why his opponent was able to push him this far.
He simply wanted it more.
'No, I want it too.'
Taking a deep breath, Leon turned his attention toward the overseer, who walked over to the fallen body and stomped his foot down on its head.
BANG!
"———!"
