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Artorias was struck down, falling to the ground and rolling across the floor, Jonathan was chivalrous, standing there and not making sure he would remain down, as he expected the young man to simply give up after that.
"Any more of that and you might risk something serious, young man," Jonathan said gently. "You're strong, and you've got great potential. But I cannot let you win."
"Hahh… What's this?" Artorias laughed, sighing, as he glanced at Jonathan.
What he saw there wasn't just a student anymore.
No, the way he talked, the way he fought, the aura he exuded, his very presence!
They weren't that of a teenager or a young adult, it was the aura of a powerful man, that has lived for at least three or four decades.
He was full of experience, his techniques were incredibly solid and mastered, his body was an unmovable mountain.
Jonathan could be said to be the pinnacle of humans within Yggdrasil.
