DRIP!DRIP!DRIP!
Lucas wiped off the blood from his face.
Though the armour was able to survive the assault of weapons, it wasn't able to survive a round of beatings which bruised him.
Raising his head to look at a bewildered Seph, Lucas laughed.
"Hahahahha!"
"Let's kill each other."
Seph was slightly intimidated by those ferocious battle-hungry gazes, but his arrogance pushed the fear out of his mind.
"Cheap tricks."
"Relying on cheap tricks, will not get you far." Seph snorted and grinned viciously while spitting out the blood from his lips.
"I know." Lucas muttered, walking out of the broken suit and putting his hands behind him.
"Enough cheap tricks now."
"For your kind information, you are nothing but a sandbag for me."
"You are too conceited." Seph channelized his mana to suppress his dizziness.
"I swear, I will make your life a living hell."