On top of that, the so-called 'battle' above them was actually the result of Immortal Saints leaping high and over the battlefield before landing and jumping once more in quick succession. Due to that, the battle was even more impossible to follow since they had no ability to fly.
Vargas didn't think too much about it though. Every youthful talent was arrogant. It wasn't a surprise that Dyon would try to appear more capable than he was to cover up for his failings. Even if he was posturing now, at the very least, his alchemy skill couldn't be faked.
Dyon didn't bother to correct Vargas. To him, not only could he see the battle, but they were moving exceptionally slow before his gaze. Even if Immortal Celestials were battling before him, he would be able to see every strike with absolute ease.
"Sure, let's begin then. What's our true quota, Emery?"
