Chapitre 325: The Wolfsblood Company

Arran faced the mercenary captain cautiously.

They had removed their shirts for the match — and the captain his hat — and without the gaudy outfit, Arran's opponent suddenly appeared a lot more like the mercenary captain he was supposed to be.

Broad-shouldered and thick-muscled, the man's body bore numerous battle scars, and he moved with the easy confidence of an expert fighter. Had it not been for his neatly trimmed beard and carefully coiffed hair, Arran could almost have mistaken him for an entirely different man.

But Arran was no common fighter, either. Even while concealing most of his strength, he was still more than a match for most Body Refiners. And if his skill in unarmed combat was limited, he had plenty of strength and speed to compensate for that.

For some moments, the two fighters merely circled each other, each studying the other's movements to get an idea of what they were up against.