Within the virtual field, two bloodied figures faced each other.
Their bodies were completely battered and torn yet neither had fallen.
Although it was just a simulation, the blood looked too real and the pain even more.
Their breathing was ragged.
Alden looked at Zephyr.
Fuck.
He was strong. Too strong.
They had fought for just over five minutes. But in that small time, they had nearly exchanged thousands of strikes.
He clenched his teeth.
I need to end this quickly.
His [Limit Breaker] only had thirty seconds left until it was over.
The draconic boy stood tall in front of him. But he wasn't completely spared from the damage. His black scales were cracked and one of his arms was missing.
And still, he grinned like a madman.
Alden's lips twitched.
This lunatic.
But he didn't say that out loud. Instead, he prepared.
He knew Zephyr couldn't last long either.
The next attack was going to be the deciding moment.
Zephyr's gaze sharpened. He knew that as well.
