Boring.
The round was so boring, what exactly was this town even famous for? After playing the match with her, he felt as if he had lowered his standards to a great extent to go easy upon her.
Maybe that was the destiny of the fighter. With each win, their thirst to have an even more fierce battle would only increase but unfortunately, as the time passed, the fierceness only decreased because of the winning capability.
Twenty minutes later, Wolf and Blacq both were standing facing each other as the shining rays of the sun which, at its peak, fell upon them. Generally, the second round was all about swords. Making the swords was something that everybody in the Death Town could do but not everyone could master their swords.
After her unofficial retirement, had there been something that she continued doing even after leaving every thing was that she kept on making swords, simply because she loved doing it and never got bored of it.