Alex became flustered when he saw the old man take away his storage ring. That was where he had been keeping everything he owned so being taken away was the same as him losing his entire fortune.
"Give me back my ring," he shouted at the old man.
"Haha, do you think mere words will make me give you back your ring? Keep dreaming young man," the madman said as he tried to see what was inside the ring.
"Eh, you've refined it well. It's gonna take a few minutes for sure," he said. Just then, Alex moved.
Midnight grew thrice its size as Alex slashed it at the old man. The old man wasn't very worried, but when the sword did fall on him, he couldn't help but stagger a bit.
"Woah, Woah, that's a strong sword," he said. There were scratches on the skin when the sword had struck but other than that, he wasn't very hurt. Still, he didn't have time for this.
He swung his arm and the wind alone slammed Alex against the wall, making his entire body hurt.
