The seemingly solid black greatsword turned into black fire and vanished into thin air. "James VIII's" fist, accompanied by a sharp slicing sound, struck nothing.
Whoosh!
An invisible blast of force passed through the lingering flames, leaving deep cuts in the opposite wall.
The instant the invisible force passed through, the scattered black fire gathered again. The black greatsword reappeared and came down straight at "James VIII's" head.
"James VIII" smiled at the sight of the sword.
His smile was contemptuous.
A man had two hands.
"James VIII" raised his left hand and punched at the blade crashing down on him.
But this punch missed as well.
The black greatsword once again dissolved into flames.
Not only did the greatsword vanish, but Pride suddenly retreated as well.
"Trying to run?"
"You underestimate me, and overestimate yourself."
Having thrown both fists forward and exposed his chest and other vital areas, "James VIII" sneered when he saw Pride retreating.
When he saw Pride suddenly stop and charge again, his sneering laughter grew even louder.
He swiftly withdrew his outstretched fists, covering his exposed vital areas with both hands once more.
Throughout it all, "James VIII" remained utterly at ease.
Clearly, Pride's opponent had not been using his full strength.
Why?
Watching Pride charge without slowing, "James VIII" smiled.
He knew the temperament of the Wolf School's White Wolf all too well.
The proud White Wolf never feared death.
Or rather, the White Wolf's pride had become stubbornness!
A stubbornness that had long since outweighed life and death!
Others would turn back once they hit a brick wall.
The White Wolf would not turn back even then, even if he battered his head bloody.
"Your fate was sealed the moment you attacked me!"
"Tell me everything you know, and be honest-"
Bang!
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