Nikolai looked at his opponent and found him looking strange. His hair lacked lustre, yet his face looked twisted and filled with confidence. The shockwave caused a strong wind to blow Nikolai's black hair back, revealing his handsome face.
'No, his gaze still looks at me like garbage.'
Their first blow left the audience reeling in shock.
A moment of silence while a dull ache filled Nikolai's arm. He tried to face the blood magic of Alistair's head-on and suffered a little damage to his nerves.
'I should be careful if he uses stronger blood magic, though maybe I should use some against him.'
"Y-You!?"
Alistair's arrogant voice contained a sense of shock, almost fear. The sudden clash seemed to have been beyond his imagination...
The next moment, Nikolai vanished from sight, his tight muscles under great stress to use Risa's wind step.
'Now!'
