His Lordship Alexander Kane
Takuya emerged a step away, his hand clawing towards Alexander's neck with a mocking sneer, "You're beaten!"
It appeared to be true.
As Takuya declared his victory, his fingers nearly grazed Alexander's throat.
However…
"The one defeated is you!"
Alexander turned slowly, locking eyes with Takuya, his voice icy, "Check your left rib. Had this not been a spar, you'd be lying dead or gravely wounded."
Caught off-guard, Takuya glanced down at his waist, his expression shifting subtly.
Beneath his left rib, his martial arts uniform was singed, a patch the size of a fist growing charred and yellowed as if seared by intense heat. Fine fiery threads shimmered at the edges, spreading rapidly outward.
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