Seijurou and his neon copy instantly vanished into a swirling cloud of dust, only to reappear again in another location as they engaged into combat.
To Gwendoline and Minerva's astonishment as they observed, none of the two fighters seemed to land a single blow even if every strike was fast enough to deceive a blinking eye.
Fortunately for the two exceptionally skilled mages, it was easy enough for an ordinary onlooker to distinguish who was who with the contrast of colors. One was bright red, and the other was neon green.
However, that was as far as Minerva could perceive as well with her painstakingly squinting to get a better image of who was at an advantage. "In all the years I've witnessed countless battles, I've never seen anything this fast before, Gwendoline. I'm afraid I don't have any way of knowing who's winning. Even the gods would find it difficult to facilitate this fight."
