After the initial strike, both sides fell down on the grass-covered ground and slid a couple of meters back before their posture stabilized and they both regained their stances.
At one side, the Lucien-Pravitas pair was looking with a wide, battle-hungry grin stretching across his face. Besides being covered in a film layer of the kicked-off dust, he was completely unharmed, in perfect condition and raring to go at it again.
His heterochromatic eyes, one black, and the other blood-red sized up the purple-furred catlike creature once again.
His lips parted, his polyphonic voice lowly muttered, as if one side of him was speaking to the other one.
"Violet Flame Tiger. One of the rare heavenly beasts… Gotta say I didn't expect such a creature to reside in this hidden place." He spoke with an expectant grin that instantly shifted, as the other side, Lucien revealed a mixed expression of surprise and shock.
