He looked at Kosan.
"Oh? A demon… and you're holding my student."
His grip tightened on his sword.
"Hey," he said calmly, killing intent pouring out. "Move away from my student. Now."
Sword God Michael.
One of the most famous and strongest adventurers.
He stood fully armored, only his face exposed. As he raised his sword and slashed it sideways, thick, pure red energy engulfed his body, flooding the battlefield.
Michael walked forward, his sword raised, red energy pulsing around him. Kosan turned to meet him, massive claws blazing with fire. The air around them trembled as their presence clashed.
Rowan watched silently from above, eyes fixed on the battlefield.
Oh, so he's the one, he thought. My father told me he's not even one of the strong guys… he's the strongest. He said Michael is slightly stronger than him. So this is Michael.
