The fight up till now had been a tough one with both opponents trying to eliminate each other as soon as possible. And with just four minutes left for the next opponent to arrive, their desperation was justified.
But the person who would be victorious already seemed settled.
After getting pierced by the finger whose abilities weren’t still clear, Bull Reiner’s movement had kept dulling and with his attribute being a flexible type, which involved the control of the black substance in front of him, he was now having a hard time keeping up.
This earned him more slashes from the fingers.
“Tch!” Bull Reiner stared at the masked figure approaching him probably with a smile.
‘I guess I messed up when I let that first finger touch me. I didn’t even feel the pain, and my strength is being drained continuously. It also seems like his fingers are glowing slightly. Just what the hell is the exact ability of those fingers? I’m going to lose if I don’t do something quickly.’