The colosseum Continues
The lone hunter, Chris.
It wasn't a name given to him for fancy purposes. It was what people started calling him after his actions, he was someone who was moving from the 1st floor to the current 19th floor he was in alone.
Though he got numerous offers from various guilds he rejected them all and continued to move forward alone.
No one knew why he disliked joining a guild but one thing was clear, even when he was alone, Chris was strong enough not to worry about his safety.
But currently, his armor, sword, and even his cloth which seemed to have been made from the skin of a Horned Lion was in rags.
It was the proof of the long battle which had taken its toll on him.
Conversely, The one he was fighting, Eugene Viotto still seemed to be in his peak condition, as good as when he first entered the arena.
'What type of frightening endurance does he have?!' Chris thought to himself.