Pallas declared the final match of the warrior section to begin. Both Domon and Spring Crown brandished their weapons and took ready stances.
Spring Crown's mouth still carried that smile. Most would think he took this fight lightly, but those with better perceptions could see that his eyes were fully focused. Those eyes were not from someone who was frivolous. The intensity of their gazes even caused the audience to feel intense before the two even moved.
Then Domon's right foot shifted a bit.
As if dodging a fatal blow, Spring Crown's body sprang to the left and stopped a distance away.
The two were still again and back to eyeing each other for a while.
Domon's left shoulder slumped a bit. Spring Crown took two steps back.
"… You can read me?" Domon asked.
"I won't dare to claim that," Spring Crown answered. "But I do study you for a long while, so I dare say I'm a bit familiar with your style."
"Study me?"
