Licht raised an eyebrow.
"What the hell are these traits...?"
Licht was fine with some of them, but what on earth was going the first two?
The mechanics of buying and generating traits were obviously a bt strange and need some mreo time before they could properly be worked out but before that , he tossed his sword aside like it'd suddenly turned red-hot. It clattered sharply against the stone.
Across the arena, Garrick blinked.
"...What the hell are you doing?"
Licht said nothing. Calm as the eye of a storm, he turned to face the instructor and smiled.
"I'm done."
Garrick frowned
. "Done? What do you mean?"
"This duel's over, and you," Licht pointed, "broke the rules. You used a defensive technique so technically, by our setting conditions, I win ?"
Licht shrugged, but before Garrick could reply, two shadows stepped forward.
Charlotte and Riven both came to check on Licht with a concerned look, but before either could speak, a loud cry erupted across the training ground.
