“Y-you… Th-this strong? T-this doesn’t make any sense!” Rogers asked in his strained voice, barely dodging another attack. He had Nine, it hadn’t been that long since the Maze of Heryond incident, and he had also grown stronger. So, how could Gi-Gyu push him into a corner? 

Rogers screeched again, “What the hell do you mean by ‘original?’”

Gi-Gyu only smiled and continued to swing his swords. 

“Binding!” The gauntlet wielding El released some sort of black energy that began tying up Rogers. Unable to move, Rogers flinched hesitantly as he witnessed the next gruesome scene.

Slice.

A long cut appeared on Rogers’ right arm with a slashing noise. It wasn’t a deep wound, but Wound Aggravation and Bleeding, Bi’s skills, made sure the severe pain left Rogers shaken to his core. 

Taking a slow step back, Gi-Gyu asked, “Why should I tell you?” With a satisfied smile, he continued, “The more curious you are, the more fun I’ll have! I will never tell you the answer.” 

Swirl.

Gi-Gyu playfully twirled his swords before the bound Rogers, having the time of his life.  Meanwhile, the wound on Rogers’ arm refused to heal despite his high level and the immunity he had gained over the years. It seemed that he was no match for Gi-Gyu’s attacks.

“Accckkkkk!” Rogers howled in anger. His head was filled with confusion, but the increasing pain helped clear his mind...