Aside from a broken nose and a slightly damaged jaw, Svan looked fine. He woke up with some pain, but he was fine. He could remember everything that happened and could only sigh in front of his men. He had heard of Billy as well, thanks to the last two wars, but he only heard that he was a fearsome mage that could beat down dozens of enemies at the same time. However, as a warrior, he was so-so. He felt like a fool for believing in those. Someone smart wouldn't use all of their might during the entire war. They would save their strength and just use the right amount of energy all the time to defeat the enemy in front of them.
"It was an absolute defeat…" Svan said. "He seems to be eighteen years old, but while he was lacking in strength and experience, he made it with speed and ingenuity. Well, I am young too, so I won't lose next time."
