"For a handicap, I'll give you kids the first strike," Rio said, his feet attached on the ground as he stared at both Eugene and Arcuied.
Arcuied exchanged glances with Eugene, both nodding as they hardened their expressions — they grasped the weapons they were holding tightly, gripping over its handle.
Arcuied brandished a rather common, yet sturdy metallic sword — his hand pointing to Rio as he assumed a stance of his own. He manipulated the magical energy inside his body, reinforcing both the sword and his feet.
From the side, Eugene wielded a long, sturdy metallic spear. Its pointy tip held sharpness that could tear even the walls. He nudged the spear, raising it slightly as he manipulated the magical energy inside of him — reinforcing both his spear and body.
Rio calmly waited, his body attached to the ground while both of his hands were raised. He closed his eyes.
