-BOOOOOOOOMMMM-!!!
Feeling the violent pressurized bursts of winds pushing back every blessed thing within vicinity, Flynn and Aiden stood strong, unwilling to get pushed by it.
"Krrkh!" they both let out similar grunts, their stance unyielding!
Shielding their gazes, rubble, dust and debris beating them in an unforgiving manner even as the heat licked their skin from afar, the brothers still kept their guard up nonetheless.
Rigurd, according to the knowledge they had, was a resilient bastard who would spare no effort to hunt down those he deemed enemies.
Added to that, he was quite possibly the most prideful of the Obelisk Arms, one that only served to add to his tenacity and arrogance of never losing in a fight.
Honestly, the more they thought about it, the more Flynn and Aiden realized that it was probably because of that same arrogance and pride that he must've been certain he could've easily taken care of them.