Veins popped at the sides of Halphar's head in slight annoyance.
Shouldn't it be him who's doing the looking down part, since he's the S-ranker?
"You sure talk big, A-ranker b–...human bladeborn…"
Daru's brows furrowed.
"I'm complimenting you, what are you saying?"
In the next moment, the battle resumed.
The tall Veshari charged at Daru, opening once more with a diagonal slash, which the latter blocked with a well-timed rising slash.
Stinging clangs continuously sounded from that moment as the two high-rankers of opposing races danced.
Their footwork, sword techniques, and styles were on full display.
The two seemed to be too adept in battle for their age, making instantaneous, appropriate decisions that prevented the sword of their opponents from reaching them.
They danced, chipping away at each other's depth under the dumbfounded gazes of the small Veshari crowd.
