Lorn braced himself as Elan fell into him, longsword and everything. He was afraid Elan would go for another slash, overcome by his emotions, but his fears were needless.
The two politely untangled themselves and got up.
"We'll meet again at the tournaments," Elan smiled. He didn't seem so upset by the loss.
"How do you know everything on me?"
Lorn had to ask. Judging from how Elan fought, it was obvious he knew what he was fighting against.
Elan only shrugged and walked away.
Above, the crowd chanted his name endlessly. His skillset wasn't as flashy as Sybil's or Elan's, so the audience seemed unable to find him a proper nickname.
It was also unclear what exactly Lorn's branch was. Perhaps most thought that he was just a mental manipulator, but today he came with two C-rank monsters under his control.
'Well, it's better to be called by my name, instead of something weird like Beastmaster or Mindflayer.'
