1 and a half years later:
CLANG
"Morgen, you seem quite excited today. May I ask why?"
A muscular youth swung his greatsword like a helicopter, furiously sweeping in all directions. With his momentum, he could destroy almost anything in front of him. Another boy defended against such sweeps with his rapier, agilely dodging and parrying with light contact.
"Huff..huff... Foucon, In 4 months, we will be adults! We can finally enter the true hierarchy of the Demon World! Why wouldn't I be excited?"
CLANG CLANG CLANG
Three more impacts were blocked by the one known as Foucon.
"Morgen, you might be one of the strongest in the academy, but can you really compete with Jazukal? He is an absolute monster now! I'm afraid that if I attempt to parry his blade, I would end up with half a blade and a gaping wound down my ribs!" Foucon joked with passion as he held his blade upright.
