As a mage, Lucien had never been good at melee, and his Strength attribute was lacking as well, something in which Zich greatly excelled.
'It seems I have something to focus on from now on.'
That was his last thought before everything went blank. The last thing he heard was the loud cheers and gasps of surprise from the audience.
If one were to look at his face, they would not see anger or regret. Instead, there was a peaceful smile.
'Zich... Zich...' he muttered the name over and over again, as if committing it to his memory.
A few hours later, when Lucien opened his eyes once again and returned to the arena, what he saw was Zich delivering the final blow to the Nullborn, causing the entire human audience to jump to their feet in excitement.
It was Ainos. After their match, he and Veyron had gone toe to toe, and he had still come out on top.
