Triventa caught each of the five-star blades with his right hand. The crowd held their breath with an open mouth, owing to astonishment, 'what?'
They waited a bit, hoping they could witness blood cascade out from his hand.
Zao was also super surprised.
'What am I seeing here?' He trailed off.
In all his life he had never seen such a thing before. He was a deadly assassin. That had been his work from age sixteen and had been trained from the age of twelve.
'How does he do that?' Tralita marveled. His jaw dropped.
'For him to be set against 200 elite fighters is not a joke bro.' Tibatwa commented.
Delvin had a smile curved on his face, 'Delvin, do you think he will win?' Anna had to ask, she appeared not at easy.
'I want him to win.' She sat on Delvin's lap, swinging her legs.
Delvin beamed, 'we must have faith in him and cheer for him.'
