'This kid definitely isn't your average F rank' The psychopath thought as he relentlessly slashed at the neutral faced boy.
'His movements are far too measured and calculated to be a novice but he also has that....kick to him'.
Despite the fact that he acted like a maniac on the outside, his thoughts were surprisingly calm and collected.
His moves— although reckless, all served a purpose. Whether it was to push Clark back, make him flustered under his barrage of attacks or counter any of his devastating attacks. No swing was wasted.
At least that was what he planned to happen.
But the person he was fighting against moved like he had nothing to lose, and the expression on his face didn't exactly deny that fact.
Every parry, counter or attack he made, up until now were all aimed to take his life and if not for his extraordinary regeneration skills, he would have died ten times over.
