"Next time, I'm not going easy on you."
Feelings Sato's unwavering conviction and determination, Reeves felt that what he said was most likely true. In other words, Sato was holding back when he struck at him earlier. Reeves didn't want to believe this as he felt it was really absurd. How could a player be this strong? With just 2 strikes, Sato had smashed through Reeves' confident defense and depleted his HP by more than 50%; it would just take less than two more strikes for him to be a goner. Reeves couldn't understand how such a thing had happened. He refused to believe that Sato was an Expert as none of his attacks seemed to contain any flair or overbearing demeanor, neither did it look like a martial stance as such, Reeves couldn't understand how Sato was so powerful.
'It's his equipment. It has to be his equipment!' Reeves' eyes stared at Sato, or rather his sword, with unhidden envy and greed intent in them.