[Layland Kleinhaus' POV]
My heart beats in excitement after so long. I have come to terms with my manic obsession with battles, so I am past the point of being in denial. Although I spent most of my days fighting with Ddraig or Albion in Ne Okozmo, none of our fights excited me. I still enjoy them, of course, but it would have been better if I could kill, which is ridiculous.
Calming my heart down so I don't lose my cool like I often did during my training in Ne Okozmo, I properly look at the seven small golden barriers scattered throughout the battlefield. I quirk an eyebrow, slightly amazed. Some people managed to survive. Although I didn't put my all into my attack, I can guarantee the lethality of the attack will even make a Dragon avoid it.
"Ah, I have seemed to get arrogant," I mutter in realization.
