Once again, everything suddenly became white. Along with the deactivation of the mirage, everyone returned to the real world.
However, none of them could stand up on their feet.
"Haa… Haa…"
Randolf laid flat on his back, stared at the ceiling while taking in big mouthfuls of breaths. He was extremely exhausted, not only physically, but also spiritually. During his battle, Randolf didn't have any upper hand at all. And not only that, the opponent countered his every move. Although in the mirage, both he and his opponent had the same level, in other words, the opponent had the same stats as Randolf himself, but he still couldn't gain the upper hand no matter how hard he struggled. This young ranger felt a deep sense of frustration, not knowing what's better to do.
