Seeing Astrick keeping up with him the entire ten minutes and even pushing him to some degree, Conor didn't know when but he started feeling his heart bumping louder and louder as the fight went on as even when he used more power, Astrick would still be able to fight him equally and land his own hits sometimes...
Even when Conor used more power, Astrick would use more as well and find his way to stay in his position of power.
This made Conor's heart bump harder and harder to the point where it was all he could hear, his brain started to get foggy as he began to think,
'Fun...! '
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With another strike that got defended by Astrick, these thoughts became louder and louder...
'Too fun!'
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Until at one point...
'THIS IS WAY TOO FUN! '
Conor lost all sense of reason as a crazy smile started to be drawn on his face, his mind was full of adrenaline and his heart was pounding at a worrying speed.
And this couldn't be helped as he doesn't even remember when was the last time he enjoyed himself that much, for as long as he could remember he had to reasonably use his power so he doesn't hurt others...
And this made him bored, he never had to use his full power and fight someone to the death while risking his life doing so to the point he became completely unfamiliar with the feeling.
While he was lost in his madness he mumbled a few words...
"Haha... This... This is too fun! "
He then went on for another attack slicing through the air, but as his sword was about to reach Astrick's skin, Conor felt a tight strong grip holding his neck as his strike lost all the power behind it. After that Conor's vision became cloudy as he suddenly found himself hitting the dojo's wall.
The pain he felt was like nothing he has ever felt before, he felt the air getting knocked out of his lungs alongside some blood, and to make it worse he was pretty sure he had broken some bones after that crash.
Conor was stunned by the sudden turn of events that his mind couldn't process anything for a moment, but once he got out of his astonishment he felt a sudden wave of excitement wash over his head eliminating any piece of mind he might have still had.
Disregarding the pain he was feeling Conor used all his speed lunging to reach Astrick's side, which he did in no time with a speed that most people's eyes would have a hard time processing.
But how could he compete against Astrick who stopped holding back and unleashed his mid-demonic rank power?
His ultimately high speed was nothing in Astrick's eyes as he could see all Conor's moves in slow-motion, and when Conor's sword was about to get to Astick's neck and make his head roll on the ground, he saw Astrick's cloudy hand reach to his blade holding it down in place with two fingers.
Astrick didn't know how much he seemed like one of those anime protagonists at the moment but he looked at Conor to see if he was yet to recover from this state he was in.
But seeing the expression of pure joy and the crazy smile on Conor's face made Astrick frown as he didn't know what to do anymore.
And this moment of hesitation allowed Conor to use his leg to strike Astrick's open spot with full force making him lose his grip on the sword while nagging out of pain.
Losing his balance Astrick tried to get himself back up but before he was able to he had to Dodge another kick coming from his side aiming to hit his liver.
But Astrick was already out of balance and so dodging it wasn't a choice... Raising his hand he was barely able to block it as his body got sent across the room.
"Ughh..." Falling to the ground Astrick grumbled in pain as he coughed out a cup of tea worth of blood, his head was dizzy for a few seconds and he felt like one of the bones in his arms have been broken or even shattered.
With his cloudy vision, Astrick was barely able to see Conor's body doing a side roll in the air with his katana as he prepared to land the strongest slash he ever did.
Astrick knew that if this strike landed on him he was done for, he tried to calculate his possible solutions and ways to get out of this situation, but no matter how hard he thought he was unable to think of any outcome where he wouldn't be badly injured and have a risk of losing his life.
'Maybe... This might work... '
His facial expressions got darker and darker as a crazy thought passed through his head, he wasn't sure if he was going to be able to pull it off and he was hesitant to do it as it was his life on the line here.
But he didn't have much time to decide as Conor's sword was getting closer and closer to his neck, he could already imagine his head being chopped off and rolling on the ground.
Astrick knew that if he doesn't make up his mind already he won't even know how he died, so he initiated this crazy plan of his as a tremendous amount of pain invaded his mind.
At this point and under Karl's dreaded and shocked look, Conor's sword was already touching Astrick's neck and a small drop of blood appeared from the meeting point.
Astrick's head was about to turn into a waterfall of red blood and create a terrifying scene.
And while so Astrick lost all sense of sounds as his vision went completely dark.
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