"Boul, give me the sword!" the captain shouted eagerly. We saw a boy running, wearing a black uniform that only those of a certain rank could wear— his figure had auro and air of mystery and power.
Boul thought to himself, As you can see, the captain wants to be the one to beat me up. Oh well, he thought, his confidence unshaken. this is the fourth time he is asking a sword. Why you ask heh-? Because I'm the strongest in the city, Not even the lord of the mansion can beat me.
He grabbed another high-quality sword from the rack. "This sword alone, if thrown to the poor, it could destroy an entire family, with his righteous mind he was looking the sword with lost eyes and suddenly the captain said"hey Boul, give me the sword already, or are you scared?"
When boul heard that The captain's taunt didn't faze Boul but it angered him. In one swift motion, he grabbed the sword, and without waiting for the captain to react, he threw it toward him. and at the same time he threw his sword. The two swords collided mid-air, and as they did, the space around them seemed to warp. Where boul stood just moments ago, became a place that no one had stood before.
Boul took a few steps forward, positioning himself in front of the captain. The arena grew still—everyone in the stands could only watch in awe. Even the captain couldn't react in time; Boul was simply too fast. His eyes glowed with a fierce white aura, and with lightning speed, he raised his fist.
Without warning, he struck the captain squarely in the face. The force of the blow was so strong that the captain's front teeth flew from his mouth, and he fell to the ground.
The moment seemed to stretch as the audience tried to process what they had just witnessed.
The arena was silent for a heartbeat. Then, the air filled with murmurs and gasps as people began to realize what had happened. The captain had fallen. The silence broke as the crowd erupted in excited shouts: "Boul! Boul! Boul! Boul, the hero! Boul, Boul, Boul!"
Slightly embarrassed by the sudden attention, Boul vanished from the arena in a blur of motion, using his incredible speed to disappear before anyone could stop him.
He made his way up to the mansion's second floor, moving quietly so no one could spot him. Once he was in his room, he sat on his bed, letting out a frustrated sigh. "Man, what a pain in the ass," he muttered. Then, a small smile played on his lips. "But that's just who I am. I beat anyone who is bad and help anyone who needs help. That's who I am boul.