"Whoosh—!"
A storm-like force surged like a vortex, whipping up waves in the air.
Piercing shrieks spun continuously through the sky, stabbing painfully at the eardrums.
In that instant, the two figures in midair had already turned into afterimages and begun a fierce battle.
"Bang—bang—bang—bang—"
The violent sounds of collision shook continuously like exploding fireworks.
The two figures seemed to have split into countless clones, clashing at a terrifying speed utterly beyond the naked eye.
The dazzling battle made it seem as though the two combatants were appearing in every corner of the field of vision.
As a result, the air trembled without cease, whirlwinds rose and fell endlessly, and even the road was struck by the shockwaves as though hit by invisible attacks, suddenly shattering and sending broken stones spraying into the air like dust.
That sight made cold sweat begin to stream down Sexy Prisoner's forehead as he forced out an extremely strained smile.
"Both of them are strong..."
The battle before his eyes told Sexy Prisoner one thing.
No matter which one he faced, he had no chance of winning.
It was not because Sexy Prisoner was too weak.
As an S-Class Hero, Sexy Prisoner possessed genuine strength. He could handle an Oni-class Monstrous Human alone and was far stronger than an A-Class Hero.
But that was all.
As one of the weakest S-Class Heroes, Sexy Prisoner had also reached the Third Level.
However, even among those at the Third Level, the differences could be enormous.
For example, attributes.
For example, skills.
For example, combat technique.
All of those determined one's strength.
In Sexy Prisoner's case, although he was at the Third Level, only his attributes had truly reached that level.
Aside from that, Sexy Prisoner possessed neither powerful skills nor particularly superb combat techniques. He was