"I'm… injured?" Mauricio muttered in disbelief. His head started to spin as he saw his own blood dripping into the ground. How could he bleed?
He could only see a blur of movement when Jaku disappeared from his sight. His instincts tried to move, but the blade was far too fast for him to even react to.
This only meant one thing: Jaku was far faster than even his own Diva.
This was someone who just awakened?!
Mauricio didn't want to believe it. He ignored the pain in his chest and rushed towards Jaku, his greatsword dragging across the ground.
He swung his weapon down on Jaku, who was laying on his side, yawning.
The weapons in Mauricio's Diva began shuffling, before turning into its final form as a two-handed longsword, meant to cleave anything in half.
"DIE!"
But as soon as the sword reached an inch above Jaku's head, a very annoyed clicking of the tongue resounded out in the arena.
"Tsk…"
