Black took the stage after Jones made his exit. He grabbed his sword and held it with both hands. He bent his legs and held it to the side. The wavy sword was flat in the air and the tip pointed backward. It was similar to the beginning of an unsheathing motion but not quite.
He was setting up for a powerful slash.
Just like Jones, he closed his eyes for a moment to focus. After that moment, black martial energy covered his blade like a cocoon of tar flames. His martial energy was more abundant and clearer and color than Jones'.
It made Jones turn around as soon as he sensed it. The young grey-haired swordsman looked at the pirate's sword and then glanced at his face. He would have to train a lot harder after this.
Without caring about the others, Black moved.
