SLAAAAAASH!! SWOOSH!!
The match had just began when an gray haired old man with indignant red eyes wearing a white glove on his right hand, a black trouser and a long black coat, drew his sword at an impeccable speed aiming to detach Lynn's head from her human body.
"Little Girl - - I can admit that you're an outstanding fighter to be able to dodge my blade like something out of a fantasy novel."
The pink haired girl wearing a black military attire wiekding the crest of their prud nation Vartila with deep black eyes suddenly appeared in front of him like a ghost haunting the living.
PUNCH!! SHATTER!!
" What? "
...
The old man was stunned as she directed her first attack to his sword (katana)
"Hmmm!! It will take more than that to slow me down - - girl."
RUMBLE ~
His green sage eyes remained the same as killing intent poured out of his senile body like a geyser.
"BLOOD SLASH!!"
His hands that were currently swinging around turned into a red sword as the fabric of the white glove got torn from the newly formed body weapon.
Immediately as he announced his secret blood technique ;
CAAAAAAAAAAH!! COUGH!! COUGH!!
" You've still got a ways to go - - girl, and in the end you presented me an outstanding fight - - - - one that I last had with a certain friend of mine ages ago."
'Liar,' her ability was telling her a part of that statement was a lie.
Was it her experience as a fighter - - or his possibly imaginary friend?
"C--Come back - -and kill me," Lynn who was on the ground after being impaled by the blood slash begged the old man walking out of the arena to--kill her.
"I don't want to hear you say that - - Lynn."
BA-DUMP!!
Aine who emerged from practically nowhere, lifted Lynn's bloodied body into his arms and then;
"A--Am sorry - - for being so useless to you all--am sorry... ," she whispered in a faint tone as Aine looked at her dumbfounded.
"My woman - - you are more important to me than this game so - - - never call yourself useless," Lynn used to be Julia's senior in the military of Vartilla but all that changed when her best friend surpassed her.
"I promise in the next game--I'll win one - - - I promise you Aine," she buried her face into his chest as they walked towards the medical room.
"I know - - and I will be cheering you from the sidelines," he muttered as he caressed her hair putting her on a bed as he left her to a certain friend of Elize.
"Bye--Miss Cleiss, please take care of my reckless wife."
"See you then--King Aine."
As Aine was walking back to his seat - - he saw Elize and Area who were seated next to each other looking at the battle field and then as their eyes glowed blood red - - they disappeared and reappeared on the battle field ready for a fight and just then;
A cold voice rang in Aine's mind.
[Boy - - I will be borrowing your body to test this realm.]
Aine found himself seated no chained on a white chair no distinctively a white throne and facing him was a black bearded man wearing clothes of gold and on his head was a white crown.
Aine looked around but everything in this world was made out of white.