"I'll pass," John shrugged, leaning back against the tent pole. "Betting isn't my thing anyway, and besides, I already know how this ends."
"Start!"
Just as the three placed their bids, the judging teacher gave the command. The moment the order was issued, Alfred took out a heavy armour, a circular shield and a long sword.
He even went so far as to pull on a reinforced helmet, his movements frantic and fueled by the sight of Bernard's unconscious body being hauled away.
"I won't go easy on you like how Bernard mistakenly did with Luke! I've seen your tricks and..."
"Just shut the hell up," Elena interrupted.
Before he could even finish his sentence, Elena activated her speed ability. She moved like a blur, a streak of light crossing the distance while using nothing but her bare fists.
She deliberately avoided taking out her sledgehammers, fearing that the sheer powers of those weapons combined with her current strength would literally liquefy Alfred inside his armour.
THUD!
