"H-How... are you this strong?" Ashton panted.
Mazton stood before him, not a single bead of sweat on his head, while Ashton was sweating buckets.
Despite going up against countless A-grade beings, Ashton couldn't even last ten seconds against Mazton. The fight taught him many lessons, one of which was... the grade of someone is of no consequence as long as one can't execute his moves flawlessly.
It was Flintmace's idea to let the two spar, and he only had one motive for suggesting the spar: shattering Ashton's ego. Ashton wasn't even aware of it, but after defeating Phantom, he had begun thinking A-graders couldn't so shit against him.
When Flintmace suggested sparring between the two, Ashotn's exact words were something along the lines of, "It's too easy."
Back then, Flintmace only smiled and didn't say a word. Maybe he knew it was time Ashton got a reality check.
