Chapter 478: Equals? (1/2)
In the span of time that took a person to blink 2 or at the very most 3 times Aiden and Number 3 traded several exchanges already. Each of their hits carried a tremendous amount of their pure physical strength, able to crush even the sturdiest of rocks.
Still, both parties were still completely fine and healthy, as they continued clashing against each other, blocking, evading, and returning the many strikes they each gifted to the other one.
From the naked, untrained eye not much would have been visible, only two blurry hazy silhouettes as they flashed around the battlefield, sometimes crossing dozens of steps seemingly in an instant.
Their attacks slowly, but surely escalated, as, after some time, afterimages of their clashing shadows dotted the landscape for several seconds before being wafted away by the gentle summery breeze.
Time kept passing, soon the small seconds adding up together and leaving several minutes behind them without any obvious victor of their countless swift rounds of clashes could be made.
Still, while they were engrossed in their own little world, from amidst the fainted crowd small minuscule movements could be seen. The resident Guptans were slowly returning to their senses, muffled, painful groans could be faintly heard amidst the continuous, rhythmic bangs, and battle sounds.
Closest to the makeshift battle arena, the previously defeated quartet of Aiden's servants were amongst the first wave that woke up. Roas, being the stout, and most sturdy of them all, was the pioneer amongst the many, that sat up, and began to tend to their aching temples.
However, before he could look up and scan the arena, a surge of energy rippled across the air, followed by a loud burst of sound. Agitated by the violent noise, he darted towards its direction, only to turn wide-eyed with the utter shock and disbelief of what was revealed in front of his dark, bead-like eyes.
At around a hundred or so yards away from them two strange-looking humanoid figures were locked in a standstill. Their bright, golden auras enveloped and shrouded most of their features, leaving only their vague outline, their hazy silhouette for the distant crowd to glean at.
Their hands were interlocked with the other, they tried to push against the other, however from what it seemed, none could gain ground against the other, forcing them to this draw.
Yet, both being of the same nature, after all, like mother like son as the saying goes… none could overcome their stubbornness and give in to the other.
Once again, time kept passing while no substantial movement could be seen from the duo, no change occurred in their duel that suddenly took a weird turn.
The only difference was that even more of the lying crowd returned to their senses and began to join those that enjoyed this clash of titans. From the servants they were all back on gathered up, sitting a bit of distance away from the event while engrossed in their mental discourse.
'Will Master win in the end? Could the girl be even stronger than him?' Thuk's excited voice resounded in their minds.
'[Goblin] What are you saying, brother Thuk?!' Hearing the blasphemous words, Gob couldn't hold back and immediately exploded with a tone matching his devout reverence. 'How could Master possibly lose? He is the strongest, he is the Lord, not just plane, but also the most powerful being ever on the old one!'
'[Goblin] I do agree with little Gob on this one.' Glohn joined in, sounding thoughtful. 'The woman may be powerful, even stronger than all of us combined, but I don't think she could contend with the Young Master for long. Remember she is still new and is just exploring her limits, while the Young Master has many more cards at his disposal.'
”But… From here it looks like they are equal… Look, neither of them could overcome the other!” Thuk added again, bringing their attention to the current standstill.
”[Orc] They are still just testing each other.” Suddenly, Roas gruff, hoarse voice filled the mental channel. ”They barely used any of their energies or any abilities.”
He sighed, stopping for a moment, before adding one more sentence in the end. ”[Orc] They are truly enjoying themselves…”
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