"How do you plan on dealing with that guy?" Styx asked, gesturing toward Kairo.
The latter had already stood up and approached the arena with a slight smile. He swaggered as if he had already won the competition, and Styx had an impulse to rush over and punch the living lights out of him.
Kairo's arrogance was really getting on Styx's nerves.
Kyran looked over at Kairo, "The usual?"
His nonchalant reply, coupled with a noncommital shrug, almost made Styx slip out of the bench.
"What do you even mean by that?" Styx asked in exasperation. He thought he already understood Kyran's character. But now that he thought of it, maybe what he understood was 'Tyr's' character but not the real Kyran. If it was the case, then what exactly was Kyran's usual? What was even Tyr's usual?
Kyran looked at Styx and smiled. Then he telepathically replied, 'I can only deal with him using Tyr's capabilities, thus the usual. Several eyes are watching, after all.'
