After Angela's ruthless and domineering display, a couple of people who deemed Kailen Darkhaven's circle of friends weak links readjusted their mindsets quickly.
Various combat duels occurred across the vast stadium, the air thick with drifting dust and roaring cheers.
After this, a figure could be seen approaching Kailen.
A slow, deliberate approach… footsteps echoing lightly across the arena floor.
"Black Flask Darkhaven. How about I limit my strength to the rank 1 beginner stage ascendant level so that we can exchange a few pointers in combat. I have observed your battle style for a while now, through various videos, and I can't help but want to experience it for myself. If possible, could you avoid using your capabilities as a Black Flask, so that we can have a battle solely combat oriented."
The fellow had an extremely fanatic gaze in his eyes, like a starving beast who had just found its prey.
It was as if he was eagerly anticipating having a showdown with Kailen.
