บท 1271: Clash

The difference was startling.

Squire Frinjschia's eyes narrowed as she felt a profound sense of peril unlike anything she had ever felt.

She always felt the faint pressure of death from particularly powerful Martial Squires. Even if she did not mind dying, her body was still cognizant of the threat of death that particularly lethal Martial Squires and Martial Artists of a higher Realm exerted on her.

Yet, this was different.

She felt a bone-chilling terror from Rui as if death was not the worst he could inflict on her.

Her instincts could sense it clearly.

The perils the depth of his eyes conveyed were beyond her fathoming

Instantly, her wariness spiked as she honed her focus.

He took a neutral stance, just like she did. The two faced each other in close quarters, facing each other eye to eye.

"Begin!"