"I surrender, I surrender!"
He screamed loudly.
Watching the contestant in this match flee with his head in his hands, chased everywhere by this Magical Girl, the people nearby were dumbfounded.
This was the first time they had encountered such a situation.
Indeed, Blood Vessel Boy's immediate surrender had been the smartest choice.
He had already used all his strength, yet he had still been utterly humiliated, relentlessly bombarded by those flashy moves and those embarrassing move callouts. Who could endure that? No one's pride could take it.
"Hmph, coward. A person may be defeated, but they must never surrender. Defeat is temporary; cowardice lasts a lifetime."
Viola put away her staff and looked solemnly at the surrendered Blood Vessel Boy. "I can sense a Witch being born within your heart."
A Witch was being born in his heart? Blood Vessel Boy was completely stunned, his face blank, his mind utterly empty. Seeing how serious and earnest she was, he even began wondering whether a Witch really was being born inside his heart. Meanwhile, the surrounding people whispered among themselves.
"How could that move possess such terrifying power? It completely defies the logic of movements and techniques. Casting a normal spell like that would be far too cumbersome and redundant, but..."
"What is this Witch she keeps mentioning?"
"No idea."
"A Witch born from the heart? Could it be some special creature formed from evil emotions of the mind?"
"This civilization cultivates the emotions of the human heart? That must be it. I can sense that her power somewhat resembles power derived from human emotions."
Everyone around them whispered as they silently analyzed the situation.
After all, combat was meant to test one's potential.
"May I ask, those lines you were reciting were..." Black Mud Wizard could not help asking.