"Hey, moshi moshi~"
"Daijoubu desu ka?"
Radeus crouched on the ground, idly patting Randolph's gradually recovering face with one hand.
His palm made crisp pat-pat sounds against his face, especially clear in the silent arena.
Although his visible injuries had healed, Randolph still had not woken up.
"How come this old bastard can't take a beating?"
"I only used a teensy billionth more force!"
Radeus curled his lips, plopped down on Randolph, and gazed at the moon in boredom as he waited for him to wake up.
Suddenly, he realized that he seemed to have no clothes on. The armor-shattering move earlier had blasted all his clothing to pieces, leaving him completely naked.
Although enjoying the night breeze naked was quite cool, and even felt a little free and uninhibited...
He couldn't exactly let his bird out for a moonlight stroll!
If someone saw him, wouldn't his lifelong reputation as Radeus Greyrat be ruined?
Radeus's gaze slowly shifted downward, settling on the unconscious Randolph beneath him.
"Sorry, old man."
He grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth, his smile looking particularly sinister in the moonlight.
Left with no other choice, Radeus had to strip all the clothes off Randolph.
"Urgh!"
After an unknown amount of time, Randolph slowly came around with a muffled groan.
His body felt heavy, as though something was pressing down on him, and there was an inexplicable coolness over his body, as if the wind were blowing directly against his skin.
Was this defeat?
So crushingly heavy!
What an incredible young swordsman. He defeated me so easily. Judging by how he looked, he probably didn't even use half his strength!
I'm sorry I couldn't let Lord Rad enjoy himself!
Little did he know that Radeus was actually a magician...
Randolph sighed inwardly, a tragic, stirring soundtrack