Denwen Vs Angus

'Why is he smiling, can't he even see that I am not the same as before' Angus wondered;

"Is my strength that extreme that you have lost your sense of fear as well" His voice clapped down as though it were thunder as he had used his mana to make his voice louder. Looking at Roy and seeing the boy quaking on his knees he smiled as this validated his strength but he couldn't see anything from the boy who was smiling and looking at him. "I know you are young but you should know of the suppression that occurs between the various stages…" he didn't finish talking when he observed the iris of this kid turn gold again 'his eyes… that must be it, he must have awoken a powerful eye-based talent that's helping him do this' he was still contemplating when he saw the boy begin to float as he surrounded himself with debris as he formed the mirage of the serpent but this serpent seemed majestic as it appeared like a dragon instead. Angus seeing this wanted to vomit blood and gauge out his eyes as what he was seeing was simply ridiculous. He was quickly running out of mana and this kid just pulled out his strongest card just like that and the funny fact was he wasn't even releasing and aura of a stage three like him but he seemed majestic.

As though they agreed to attack simultaneously, the both sent their attacks as the two clashed sending pure destruction in various directions. Roy looked at this in amazement as he couldn't even begin to phantom what the fuck was going on. Wasn't he just a rank one a month or so ago but how could he face a stage three head on like that. This has never occurred before, well not that he had heard of any;

'Is this how wide our gap has gotten' Roy thought as both combatants kept their attacks alive with their wills.

'Good thing he is a pseudo-stage three, all I need to do is put up a front until he loses guard and then I can strike him' Denwen said as he looked at Angus status screen and hoped he would be able to last long enough.

*Name: Angus Lees

*Race: Human

*Strength: 55

*Speed: 60

*Stamina: 57

*Defense: 51

*Dexterity: 30

*Intelligence: 32

Regeneration: 40

*Origin: Pseudo Stage 3

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The only think unique about Angus was his speed otherwise he was just below par. Denwen seeing this and deciding the match up to him as some of his stats were even higher felt his energy draining at an even incredible pace as he used too many high tiered skills that would cause harm to any normal awakened person. They both clashed continuously in the air as they hovered and met themselves most of the time being level in strength. Denwen drew his sword again and ran his hands over its surface causing the sword to heat up and turn red and he went in again for a slash with an aura slash. Angus seeing this brought his sword up to defend the slash but the heat just tore right through the sword and snapped it, the slash going forward to be stopped by the chest artifact he wore.

'Damn it, how strong did he get in this short while' Angus thought in despair as he watched the kid close the distance within the blink of an eye and barely using his will to stop the blade.

'If they can fight long distance, then they are probably weak in short combat' Denwen thought as he threw in another piece of rod in high speeds towards Angus who remained on the defensive. Denwen managed to retain the upper hand as he mixed in long ranged and short ranged attacks slowly overwhelming the villain. Looking at his status screen and watching his energy deplete faster he knew he needed to end it fast as he closed his eyes and opened it activating the Eyes of Horus.

Seeing an opening with Eyes of Horus he moved in with the blade of Abyss as a dark purple aura could be seen wrapping around the blade of the weapon as he moved. The Dragon like attack went in full strength as Denwen decided to use this move to completely over power him. Angus seeing this attack coming especially from the aura released from the blade he knew he had to move too.

Hope on the fact that he could at least over power the kid in an outright strength contest when the grabbed a sword from the debris and went in for an attack.

BOOM

They collided as a loud sound resounded forward from the point of impact as the random sword Angus swung shattered and he was sent flying back down to the ground, not giving a chance to catch his breath Denwen moved quickly as he appeared almost simultaneously in front of Angus. Sending another strike downward, Angus opened up his two palms as an invisible shield was formed as the sword struck down towards him.

Time seemed to slow down around as he used the shield to hold back the strike of the boy; 'What is the meaning of this, this is not how it is supposed to go. How is a small child that I should have quenched by now over powering me I don't just get it' Angus lamented as he couldn't change that fact.

'Even after all these years, and this strength I am being overwhelmed, how miserable can I get' Angus said as his vision began to overlap with a far distant memory;

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"Get up loser" a kid with a wooden sword stood above young Angus as he used his own wooden sword to shield himself, "you know you are pathetic right; I can't even believe that you are the first spawn of my father, you look nothing like us" the boy squatted until he got eye level with Angus.

BAM

A punch resounded through the environment as little Angus bent over with his face to the ground.

"Ptoi, that's the least you deserve" the boy said as he left with his friends who were all dress up in their sparing outfits;

Instead of helping people began to giggle and laugh "you deserve you fly" someone spoke from a corner;

"How did someone like that get admission into this prestigious school" a girl from a group of gossips asked.

"I heard he has cheated his way through during the exams to get into the genteel and only got exposed during the ceremony" another replied

"I heard he has a brother" one said making the other glee happily

"Oh my god, babe, you need to see him, he is perfect in every way"

"I even heard he awoke a rare A rank talent" the girls continue to discuss as the words drifted into his hearing, but they stopped and moved away the moment they saw him approach.

"That's the consequence of being useless" another voice was heard; no one even turned an eye of pity towards the boy, and to make matter worse as he moved through the corridor people moved away from him and some even threw snide remarks or trash on him.

Well, this was nothing new to him ever since he got a useless C rank talent, as he became a bad egg for nothing.

"Mum, Dad, you came" the young boy shouted as he left his group of friends and ran to meet his parents

"Oh, come on Arth, you know we won't miss you round for anything in the world" the mother said. Angus approached them with a wide smile, if the world turns it back on him his parent would stand with him, right? Right?

Wrong, he was met with stern faces and disgust spread across their faces as his mother slapped him "don't come near us you filth, I wonder how we ever gave birth to one like you, good thing we took your brother from your care before you could infect him, a Genteel like him shouldn't even be associated with you" she said as she open the door and entered followed by Arth.

"You know what would be good for you boy" his father bent as he looked him in the eye "make yourself useful your brother that way you can be of use or go find a place and die" his father said as he entered and closed the door, still stunned Angus tried moving forward only to be stopped by his father's hands "what do you think you want to do, you are walking to the arena" he said as he began to raise his window as he was seen using a white napkin to clean his hands as though he just touch a pile of shit.