"Boom!" The dwarf is still an accomplished mage; his sword came just in time and faced Kotaro's punch. He reinforced him with mana, even though his sword was of wood grade against a bare hand, he did not underestimate his opponent's strength. The sword was cutting and the punch was thrusting."
Kotaro's hand started to bleed, but the sword was also shaking. The dwarf himself could not believe seeing the matter happen in front of his eyes.
But Kotaro was not optimistic, if this continues, his hand will be damaged in vain. He had thought that his fire would be able to pierce the sword, however, it seemed that it wouldn't be that simple.
"It's okay!" Kotaro smiled as his aura suddenly erupted. His free hand was also flaring up at this moment. Both of his fists became enveloped in tyrannical flames.
The dwarf's expression turned dark, he could only sense the power of these flames from the heat emitted.
