*Swoosh*
Silas' eyes followed the trail of a blade as it swung toward him, yet with a quick side-step, he easily dodged it.
In the next second, a flurry of sword swings ripped the air before him, trying their best to hit him, yet no matter how many times the attack came toward him, not a single scratch could be seen on his body.
"Are you sure I need your training?" Silas asked while looking at the blue-haired woman in front of him.
"Shut up." She sneered and swung her sword at him with even more speed than before.
Yet, Silas was too fast. His instincts were too sharp, and even if the attacks hit, Silas wondered whether it would even leave a scratch at this point.
He was currently using his normal body to fight without using any of his fusions.
He could tell that he was not a lot more powerful than he was before, even if the battle with Greed hadn't shown him that already.
