Underneath the reddish sky, moving on the cracked, dry ground that had various purple flowers and a few beasts that seemed to pay them no heed, ran two figures, dashing like 2 blurs.
Moby leading the way, he did not look back even once to face Emilia, although he always kept his guard up against sneak attacks. Many thoughts ran through his mind, disregarding all the unimportant ones clouding his thoughts and focusing on what was now truly important…
He had tried to do some research on Emilia before the fight, in order to gauge her strength and fighting style, yet, to his surprise, he had found absolutely nothing of use, nothing but what her main weapon was, being a rapier and her ability being fire which did not serve much help to him…
The only thing that he could assume about her was that her skills and styles were similar to Abby, but that was just him grasping at straws trying to make an educated guess...
