Conclusion

"Satisfied...?' asked Will, raising his arm further to let Vargrim see that his injured ribs were also regenerating.

"You are undoubtedly strong," conceded Vargrim, his pointy, wolf-like ears angling backward as he added, "But this contest is just getting started...!"

Seeing Vargrim swing his hands forward, crossing them in front of him, Will raised his right hand and chopped downward, shattering the eight pressurized wing blades produced by the former's claws. Immediately after, he raised his left hand to protect his face as Vargrim had vanished from his position, briefly reappearing in his periphery before launching a flying kick at the side of his face.