Erik looked at the young man before him with an expression of hate and understanding.
Erik killed someone in the past, and he understood the reasons a man might choose to kill another. The problem was that these weren't the right reasons.
They were too petty. This wasn't the first time either that Nathaniel tried to kill him; most likely, the first time was just because his team was doing better than Nathaniel's.
Erik was pissed and gathered mana.
"Let me tell you something," Nathaniel said, looking at Erik. "After this, they will need to scrape you off the floor with a spoon."
"You're going to regret what you said." Erik had enough of him.
Those words made Nathaniel just angrier. As, in his distorted mind, Erik had to be the one cowering in fear.
Nathaniel darted toward him; his speed was higher than before. "Let's see if you can keep up with me now!"
