Elite Player Dead.

With only seconds left before his death, John began formulating a desperate plan.

His body trembled as he prepared for one last move that would decide the outcome of Arthur.

Arthur's eyes narrowed as he heard John mutter something under his breath, and in an instant, the air around him crackled.

A faint shimmer of energy surrounded John's body as he activated his B-Rank Talent, Speed.

Arthur's senses heightened as John's speed increased dramatically, his movements almost a blur.

The grass under John's feet bent and snapped as he pushed off with incredible force, launching himself toward Arthur like a bullet.

Whoosh

The sound of the sudden dash filled the air as John closed the short distance between them in an instant.

Arthur's pupils dilated slightly, his calm expression briefly changing.

'He's fast.'