As Black had hurt his arm due to the continuous recoil of Gunther . He collapsed on the ground with pain .
But keeping him off from instantaneous death .
MC : Without being true to yourself , you can never beat me .
He was hesitating he looked around for Zel but she was too engrossed in her own fight . It was like she was having fun .
MC : They are too busy to even notice .
Black: When you'll see my true form will you be different.
MC : Thats for me to decide .
So he finally revealed his true form .
Golden hair . , pointing ears floating freely and a strip of red mark connecting from this belly button to his back on the lumbar vertebrae. A mark indicating that he has been banished from the elves .
What is a banished elf doing here of all places ? .
Black : So what do you think feel disgusted or feel pity for me yet .
MC : Doesn't matter . In the heat of battle the only thing matters is the warriors spirit .
Rest all things race , class , religion , Idealism , wealth matters not .
Black : Thats where you're wrong .
Black :
Your race decides your characteristics. Your physical pro and cons .
Your class defines how you fight .
And your Idealism defines why you fight .
If you don't have these when you fight . You're nothing more than an empty husk with an weapon on the battlefield .
Black : I know you're trying to reach the tomb .
I ask you to step away from it . It will lead to catastrophic once opened . The fate of the world depend on that tomb .
MC : I have no idea what you're talking .
Black : Then don't blame me .
He vanished from my eyes and I was suddenly walking on air as if I was pushed away .
Before me wa a spike wall make of thin har spikes made of stone . I crashed into them and started bleeding .
Black : I'll make you understand whatever it takes .
MC - Same here . MIR .