The Fairness

"Hey, hey, hey, why are you moving so slowly? Are you running out of strength?" Timus kept waving the weapon in his hand with a dissatisfied expression on his face.

How long had it been since the battle started?

An hour?

Half an hour?

It had only been a little while… Why was the other party not able to hold on? 

A wave of indescribable anger rose from Timus' heart.

It was something to be happy about, but why did he feel so unhappy? Timus himself was a person who liked to compete with the strong. The reason why he had such a preference was probably because he was a genius. He could easily learn moves that others would take years or even decades to learn.

Many times, even if no one taught him, he might be able to use a move that he had never used before with just a few glances. This monster-like talent, coupled with his extroverted personality, made him especially fond of finding strong people to test his strength.