The more he spoke, the more the unfamiliar fighter he was describing seemed to be the man he had seen when he first entered.
As if to confirm, the youth looked up towards the fighting field. A figure that matched all his descriptions was walking step by step towards him, with scarlet eyes shimmering under his golden, tousled hair.
"Damn!"
"It's the exact same one!"
"Could it be?"
The youth widened his eyes, looking from Casio to the injured Gate Master on his side. Justin shook his head, "The intelligence arrived too late. I've already been defeated..."
He let out a deep breath laced with the smell of blood.
He then pushed through the crowd and looked straight at Casio, who was ten meters away, "So you're the mysterious master who's been challenging and defeating several fighters in Windsor County in recent days. Both the Red Hand Fist Gate Master and Extreme Softness Way Gate Master have been defeated by you."
