"You're the last one," Orlen said, his sharp gaze locking onto Arlon. "Well, I don't have any more students to fight against you. So, what do you say? Wanna fight me?"
Arlon blinked, momentarily caught off guard. He hadn't anticipated this. Fighting against the professor wasn't something he had prepared for, but it seemed inevitable.
He studied Orlen carefully. There was no doubt in his mind that the professor was strong—possibly stronger than most of the Trionians Arlon had encountered since his return to the past.
Still, Arlon didn't back down. Instead, he did something he usually wouldn't. He activated the Eyes of K*T**.
The faint golden sparks flickered briefly in his irises as the skill came to life.
He was fully aware of the consequences of using it, but at this moment, understanding his opponent's strength took precedence over everything else.
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Orlen (Level 199)
HP: 72,000
