Zulfi's eyes glowed when he heard this, unable to stop himself from saying, "Fair Sword, when that time comes, have a good battle with me too!"
John turned his gaze to Zulfi and looked at him in amazement. "Despite the fact that my spirit is one grade higher than yours, your swordplay is no inferior to mine, and I said that in envy as you have no scar on your face." He touched his pretty face which was scarred by sword wounds.
Zulfi smiled and showed his respect.
Akkar chugged down the wine and spoke to Ezra. "Fight me as well, I want to see your power."
"We can go at it now too." Ezra chuckled.
Akkar froze a little, shaking his head as he said, "I doubt I'll be able to beat you now. You are even stronger than when you fought Carlo Aur."
Although the dwarf was a battle maniac, his senses were extremely sharp. Thus, he could tell that Ezra was on a whole other level compared to when he had fought Carlo Aur because he devoured his soul and spirit.
