The spar went on for quite some time.
Until it finally ended.
"Huff… huff… huff…"
The two Masters were flat on the ground, exhausted by the battle.
Rui, on the other hand, nonchalantly hummed to himself as he appreciated how beautiful the sky was that day.
"Indeed, we must appreciate nature, lest we give it reason to fight back."
He found himself being strangely philosophical that day.
"You're too strong, big brother!" Max complained.
"How did you become so strong so fast?" Mana asked with a stunned expression.
He smiled at them. "I have gifts. And I worked very hard and exposed myself to a lot of pressure. The two of you are brimming with potential. Once we Sages depart, you will experience a similar level of head and pressure that will forge you in the crucibles of war and make you stronger."
The two of them grew serious at the mention of that. "I don't know how well the Kandrian Empire will fair without its Martial Sages…"
