My first opponent was a frail looking young man with glasses.
It didn't seem like he would be much of an opponent. It even seemed like he could be blown over with a single strong breeze.
But I knew better than to underestimate my opponents.
I knew that everyone who was able to make it here wouldn't be simple, even if the display that they had shown earlier was a bit lackluster.
This frail young man with glasses was one of the ones that had received a bye, so I didn't know what kind of powers he had in the first place.
When we stood in front of each other on stage, he looked at me with eyes wide open and a strange look in those eyes.
It seemed like it was…worship or awe?
But why would he look at me like this?
That was answered when he suddenly walked up and reached his hand out while saying, "It's an honour to fight you. I'm a big fan."
I couldn't help being taken aback when I heard this.
