Pride [2]
Wooooooo-
Cheering that wasn't for him.
'Miller, you shouldn't surrender.'
Words that disguised the command as advice and….
'Block his attack three times and you can surrender.'
A way out of his predicament.
Among these voices, a distinct announcement, one that he wanted to escape but couldn't, rang out.
-THE SIXTH ROUND BETWEEN MILKY MILLER AND VILE REAPER WILL BEGIN-
WOOOOOOOO-
The cheers erupted in many folds when his opponent, a man with unkempt hair and notoriety that surpassed most, entered.
"Surrender, quickly. I don't want to waste my time with soiled fruits."
A transparent blue dome covered the arena.
'First lesson: Attack before your opponent does.'
"W-hy do think I will give up?!"
He shouted and ran to attack as the lessons had taught him.