Archi's nose was bleeding from the punches.
"Do you seriously think you would be in a fight where the both of you would use knifes? Wake up boy, things do not always go your way," he grimaced, "Now, get up."
Archi's heart skipped a beat, "Was this a training?"
"What? He got to his feet, his knees knocking.
"Now, come at me," Oberon had spread his feet shoulder width, his hands blocking his face, "Come on now, bring it on."
Archi was tempted to just bring out his dagger, but he feared Oberon would notice, and that would probably be the end for him.
"Come on, now "
Archi ground his teeth, "You monster," he charged at him, then sprouting midair, he kicked at him, but Oberon was quick to dodge it.
"Monster you say?" He narrowed his eyes.
Archi was boiling with rage, he didn't care if he died right now, all that rang in his head was revenge.
"I will kill you old man!"
