"To make it more fair, I won't use any weapons. If you manage to touch me with your sword, I will consider it your win." Victoria calmly stated.
Michael, not finding the rules unreasonable, nodded before summoning Devil's Tongue.
'You are awfully quiet. Are you not going to make any perverted comments or give me advice?' Michael found the sword's silence rare.
'I mean, she literally told you to poke her with your sword. The jokes are practically writing themselves at this point… As for my advice, try not to die.'
Michael chuckled. "Well, thank you for the vote of confidence."
"Did he just chuckle? He really is insane." Several soldiers took note of his calm demeanor but didn't comment further.
"Here I come!" Michael roared, his eyes turning crimson.
[Berserker activated]
[Dash activated]
Going as fast as he could, he appeared next to Victoria mid-swing, only for her to move a single step, dodging his attack gracefully.
