"Great..." murmured Maxime.
All around him, chaos persisted, but the Shibuya were really fighting back.
The Shibuya deserved their reputation as an elite unit on this battlefield to face the notorious Dravak head-on.
For his part, Maxime knew he was up against a really strong warrior, otherwise he wouldn't have managed to kill the previous two opponents so easily if they had the same strength as this Dravak.
And the Dravak was clearly not happy.
His eyes turned red, as if boundless rage had taken hold of his body.
He brandished his spear, twirling it like a master, so that Maxime couldn't help but be impressed.
This gesture calmed the Dravak's emotions slightly.
In their race, they were often hot-blooded, but they also knew that the calmer they remained, the more they could master the rhythm in a duel.
"You're strong, human, but not strong enough to survive this fight." he said arrogantly, pointing his spear at Maxime.
