'If I rely on my Blade of Adaptation, I can overpower him.' Adam thought, remembering the weapon's abilities. After all, he would be more resilient and hit harder. 'But I'll still have to be wary of his spells,' he added with a frown, summoning and grabbing the dark blade in his right hand.
'I'll think about it while fighting!' He declared, giving up on his ranged position and charging through the colliding arrows. Like a bullet, he navigated the dangerous area, rain of dissipating mana and negative energy washing him as he locked his eyes on the doppelgänger.
"Sigh. Fighting me in close combat is the biggest mistake you could make." The copy said, his eyes dimming. Since that man defeated him sixty years ago, he relentlessly refined his combat style. Melee was his territory, and he was confident no one could beat him.
