Apollo furrowed his brows.
"The armor was not meant to protect you? I think it did a pretty good job."
The man let out a wicked smile.
"The true reason for such sturdy armor is that 'those people' didn't want my body to be seen."
He raised his mace.
"Frankly, I don't need any protection. Just my new body can take on anything."
The man swung his mace at Apollo, with even more speed than before. As for Apollo, his bokken flashed at a strange angle, diverting the trajectory.
Another crash resounded throughout the halls.
Willow furrowed her brows.
"Why does it have to be so loud... Even more people are going to wake up."
Willow pointed her sword towards the man. It began to vibrate.
The man dragged his mace across the floor, sending it towards Apollo. As for Apollo, he jumped over it.
However, the mace suddenly stopped below Apollo and swung upwards. The muscles in Apollo's arms tightened.
