Reign's grip tightened on his swords as the man's words hung in the air. The calm confidence with which his opponent spoke sent a chill down his spine. The man's analysis was sharp, and Reign couldn't deny the truth in it. He and his team had risen through the ranks rapidly, facing powerful foes and overcoming immense challenges, but this man was something different. He wasn't just a skilled warrior—he was a battle-hardened veteran with the kind of experience that only came from countless battles and years of honing his craft.
'Just how many battles has he gone through, how many foes have fallen prey to his sword, and how many years, how many decades has he spent honing his sword skills?' Reign asked himself as he stared at the swordsman with slight apprehension.
