From MC's Perspective:
Dale Mount sustained injuries. But that was not enough for him to abandon the duel. Instead, he got more excited.
His gaze becomes more intensely focused on fighting.
"I knew it, dueling against you would be entertaining," Dale muttered.
Swoosh!
The next second, he takes out his duel weapon, a silver spear. The edge of the Silver Spear is so sharp that it sends chills down spectators' spines.
He then dashes towards his opponent, pointing his silver spear at him.
On the other hand, I held the black sword tightly. I have decided to stick with the old method. I am going to drag down the duel.
"Let us see who runs out of essence first," I told myself.
With Dale Mount's battle-maddened state. I do not think he can use his brain. As long as I provoke him to use the metallic essence, I have a chance.
In the blink of an eye, he reached me.
Slash!
