"After all, we'd fought quite a few times before. But if I remembered correctly, I won every time, didn't I?~"
Looking at the bow in Otto's hand, Kalpas frowned and took a step back—not in retreat, but to prepare for a better attack.
"Why do you have that weapon? Forget it. Once I beat you flat, I'll find out what happened from your smashed mouth. For now, you'd better pray I don't accidentally kill you."
Kalpas spoke harshly, yet despite his vicious words, he did not attack first. Instead, he remained fully alert, searching for an opening in Otto's defenses.
Then, in an instant, Kalpas suddenly caught Otto's opening. He charged forward like a war chariot, Flame Claw gathering an unstoppable force as it sought to tear Otto apart.
Otto had deliberately exposed that opening. As Kalpas charged over, Otto gripped the bow—a weapon clearly meant for long-range attacks—and stepped forward twice.
Without making a move, Otto simply raised his foot and lightly tapped Kalpas's abs, which were as hard as steel.
Otto struck Kalpas's weakest point. He knew exactly where Kalpas's vulnerability lay.
"Ugh!"
Kalpas expelled a breath, and the flaming war chariot charging forward actually lost its balance. Otto stepped to the right, grabbed Kalpas's shoulder with his unarmed left hand, and used Kalpas's uncontrolled momentum to throw him to the ground.
Kalpas lost control. Though it was clearly his own power, he could no longer command it. The force within him was guided by Otto's movements, and he was effortlessly knocked down. Kalpas lay prone on the ground as Otto bent his knee and pressed it against his spine, while the bow in his right hand rested against the back of Kalpas's neck.
If that had been Judgment of Shamash, Otto could have beheaded him with a