Rimuru Vs Clayman Novels & Stories

"They say you have transformed Silvermoon into the most prosperous pack in the entire region. Quite impressive for someone so young." "Flattery?" One dark eyebrow arched skeptically. "How refreshing. Most people are too terrified to compliment me directly to my face." "Well, I am not most people now, am I?" "No." He began circling me slowly, like he was examining a particularly interesting specimen under glass. "You most certainly are not." The space between us crackled with dangerous tension. Every instinct I possessed screamed at me to run, to put distance between myself and this dangerous man who could unravel all my carefully laid plans with a single word.

How had he been struck so easily? The most puzzling thing for them was how Cliff could not defend against Kiran's attack. The poor Cliff was humiliated to the extreme. This situation was unexpected. Could it be that they really disdained him? Kiran stopped talking and was about to leave. "Max Yates!" Cliff Locker shouted angrily. Max Yates also had a strong sense of fear towards Kiran. Kiran's strength had exceeded his expectations. "Inspector Locker, I've already arranged a duel with Kiran at the martial arts arena."

Despite Clay's tactical skill and composure, the ongoing skirmish favored Joric, with the latter adopting an aggressive stance while Clay focused on defensive maneuvers. Matteo meticulously observed the unfolding duel, sensing Clay's strategic patience, waiting for the opportune moment to strike. Though Clay might be trying to tire Joric, the latter's alpha lineage ensured enduring strength, even without regular training. Despite being the alpha's son, Clay remained calm and composed, carefully evaluating the situation and contemplating how best to confront his future alpha.

Immediately, Clay stepped forward and glowered murderously at Ashton, declaring, "You're Ashton Gray, yeah? Since Mr. Clarkson Senior has given you Kayla's hand in marriage, I'm sure that means you excel in some way. "I hereby challenge you to a duel to the death! You and I will fight solo to determine who is the better man, with only one of us walking out of here alive. Do you dare accept my challenge?" A duel to the death! No one expected Clay to challenge Ashton like this. "No!" Kayla hastily cried out. Clay was an SS-ranked supreme grandmaster, making him one of the most powerful of his generation. His father was the deputy head of the Dominion Vanguard, which proved the formidable power

The Cumur clan famously incorporated a diverse range of style and techniques into their discipline, just like the opener Haran displayed. Naturally, it all banked on talent—even just a sliver of it would be able to realize its full potential, and Longram did not expect Haran to be a master of it! "You're just a maggot!" Haran smirked and stabbed his blades toward Longram's belly. Longram leapt out of the way once more and cast his own technique, shrouding himself in a golden radiance!

But she could feel that Mane’s transformation was more than what meets the eye. “Ray will lose. Fascinating.” She thought to herself as she predicted the winner for today’s duel. “Here I come!” Mane screamed as he lunged himself towards the two Rays. Since his father had given him the time to sort himself out, the least he could do was acknowledge the kindness and inform them of his impending assault. He dashed towards the duo, aiming for the original Ray. The clone wasn’t going to let Mane have his way. It exploded with speed beyond its natural prowess and performed a hammer fist, intent on smashing Mane into the ground.

"Yesterday, you said you were looking for information about Aura for work, turns out you’re also trying to get that girl. Typical! Can’t resist a pretty girl, huh!" "You better be quiet now, or I'll beat you up!" Axel threatened, making Clay raise his hands in surrender. Not daring to take risks, especially since Clay's martial arts skills were far below Axel's! Clay had known since a long time that Axel was the best at beating people up! So instead of getting beaten up, it’s better to surrender first! "Whoa! Relax, Bro!" "That's why you shouldn't be noisy." "Yeah, sorry. So, what now? I feel like we have a lot to discuss."