It suddenly became incredibly difficult for normal individuals to breathe. The atmosphere was simply too tense. They couldn't understand how a junior dared to say these words to the Apostles!
Ryu didn't say he wanted to spar, he didn't say he wanted to battle or test his skill… He said he wanted to kill!
"Do you understand the gravity of what you've just said?" Fidroha drew out her words long and slow.
Ryu calmly found his spot on a familiar platform of white tile. It was as though he didn't notice that Byrine's body still lay unconscious, nor did he care that the stage judge was attempting to care for him. He only met Fidroha's gaze once more with a bland, emotionless light.
"Of course." He responded. "If I put it any other way, there would be too many excuses later on. It's better for me to make myself clear right now."
Fidroha wanted to speak more, but Edwin's laughter didn't allow her the opportunity.
