Prelude: The Hanging Gardens

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/A moment later…/

"Urg, how did he... Tsk, only a few seconds this time?" Dale muttered as he raised his head from his bed

Despite raising his guard to the maximum and trying his all from the beginning, he was still defeated within ten moves by the Reflection, being thrown into an inescapable position as the decisive blow was dealt to his chest.

'Still better than before, but the fact I can only last any significant amount of time even if the Reflection has no weapons is a bit humiliating.'

'No matter how much I fight it, I feel like a small child trying to overcome the gap in strength with a 2.5M tall Muscular adult with nothing but brute force.'

'Maybe this is how Testros, Tina, and Sarferato see me or how the result of a fight between us would look like.'

'But I'm making progress, maybe after dying ten thousand times to the Reflection, then I won't die to it anymore.'