"Take your stances." The supervisor instructed.
Nel took his usual bizarre stance. Crouching and letting his arms dangle lazily, it was a stance that would have oozed lethargy if anybody else had taken it.
But not Nel.
No one would have called him lethargic.
Not with the savage beastly aura he radiated. The sheer pressure he exerted on everyone with just a flash of focus was immense, it was as though one was staring into the eyes of a tiger face-to-face.
Yet when one turned to glance at Hever, one could only see an unmoving mountain. He had a sturdy aura that gave one the impression that he was unmovable. He simply gazed abck at Nel, ignoring his strange antic as he took his stance.
It was a modest stance.
Distributed feet, and open hands ready for interception.
The stance was modest.
But the danger that Primordial Instinct felt going near it was not.
"This is going to be one hell of a fight." Rui grinned.
"Begin!" The supervisor commenced the match.
WHOOSH
