"Oh?"
Amari held his sword forward and a massive coating of shadows appeared around the blade. It was far stronger than if he were to do it without wearing the armour.
For a passive effect, it was really overpowered.
The blonde-haired man narrowed his eyes, but still kept his master's sword in the same position, not moving it at all.
They watched each other carefully. The first person to strike in their next bout would, without a doubt, be the winner of the confrontation.
But in the end, the first person to move would still always have the advantage over the other.
Shadow Movement!
He stepped forward and reappeared in a cluster of shadows next to the man. His blade cut down swiftly, leaving a clean arc through the air.
BOOM~!
