Debro's eyes tracked every attack Asher unleashed with effortless precision. Initially, he had planned to overwhelm the boy with sheer swordsmanship, refined battle experience, and a touch of superior physical power. After all, the Tenth Sun had only awakened a year ago; even if he was considered ridiculous by Wargrave standards, swordsmanship and battle experience were disciplines that demanded time, patience, and relentless refinement to truly master.
But to his absolute shock, Asher matched him in every conceivable aspect, speed for speed, strength for strength, basic sword technique for basic sword technique.
