[Seventeen Years Prior | "The Heart of Untram"]
"As I was saying…there's no way your style is better than the Mountain God Style! Just no damn way!"
Walking in front through the small clearing between the tall trees, the young man with pitch-black hair and a fiery attitude spoke.
Following closely behind with an annoyed look on his face, the dark-skinned, platinum-eyed adolescent followed. He wore a black cloak, covering his leather armor beneath.
There was a small scar here and there, but otherwise, Vandread had perfectly smooth skin.
"How many times do I have to say this, Julius?...I'm not saying the Godless Style is strictly superior to your Mountain God Style, but it is better at quickly killing," Vandread replied.
"And like I said–!"
Before the young Julius could retort to his friend, he was interrupted by the sight revealed past the treeline, which caused Vandread to look up in awe as well.
