Crash—!
"Akh…!"
With no room to even retaliate, Brandon was sent crashing towards the mountain's jagged cliffside.
For the past few days, he had been sparring with Androxus.
But sparring seemed to be a bit too far fetched.
To say the least.
It was nothing but one–sided massacre.
He had just broken through S–rank, yet reality seemed to slap him immediately.
Against actual strong beings, Brandon was nothing.
He wasn't even close.
Crossing his arms, Androxus narrowed his eyes and frowned, looking at Brandon as he went on to exclaim.
"It's been two, and this is all you're capable of!?"
"Haaa…. I've been telling you this whole time, I'm injured."
"I expected more from someone who claimed to have taken down a new–born wyvern."
"...."
Brandon had already explained his circumstances that led to his injuries. Thankfully, the fact that he had killed a wyvern didn't irk Androxus in any way..