Zich and Glen clashed far away from their companions, where they had a low possibility of getting bothered by other people. They sent a flurry of attacks, each one a dream for an ordinary knight to make toward an enemy. Glen sent a current of mana into Tornium, and although his body ached with the mana he couldn’t withstand yet, the pain was still endurable. Glen knew that although it was only aching right now, the side effects of this power would soon inflict greater injuries on him. Yet, Glen didn’t care. He was only focused on crushing Zich right now.

Baaam! Glen swung Tornium and Zich backed away, wavering. When Glen swung once more, Zich hurriedly escaped, almost rolling on the ground. Then, Zich barely managed to block the next swing with his sword.

‘What is he thinking? Was he really just bluffing?’ Glen wondered. Zich confidently said that he would be fine alone, but now that they were fighting one on one, all Zich did was evade with all his might. Zich didn’t even defend himself well, so a large part of his body was full of injuries. Glen enjoyed seeing Zich struggle to protect himself...