What is he doing...? Neraxis stared at the sight before him in confusion.
Sure, he had arrived where Kael and the rest of his makeshift group were, however...
Why is he using a sword?
Instead of his usual gauntlets, Kael was swinging around a sword and fighting against one of his fellow classmates.
Obviously, even if his technique was shit, his raw power alone was enough to beat his classmates into the ground.
However, since Neraxis didn't have much to do at the moment and had already given up on a neutral stance in this assignment, he glided down and, just like with Eris, tapped Kael on the shoulder.
But unlike Eris, he wasn't left surprised. Instead, he swung his sword directly at Neraxis's throat.
Neraxis put on a smile as he waited for the blade to make contact, and the moment it did, it shattered into pieces, leaving his neck perfectly intact.
Kael frowned. "You got stronger."
"And you almost died." Neraxis chuckled. "What happened?"
