Pride [2]

Wooooooo-

Cheering that wasn't for him.

'Miller, you shouldn't surrender.'

Words that disguised the command as advice and….

'Block his attack three times and you can surrender.'

A way out of his predicament.

Among these voices, a distinct announcement, one that he wanted to escape but couldn't, rang out.

-THE SIXTH ROUND BETWEEN MILKY MILLER AND VILE REAPER WILL BEGIN-

WOOOOOOOO-

The cheers erupted in many folds when his opponent, a man with unkempt hair and notoriety that surpassed most, entered.

"Surrender, quickly. I don't want to waste my time with soiled fruits."

A transparent blue dome covered the arena.

'First lesson: Attack before your opponent does.'

"W-hy do think I will give up?!"

He shouted and ran to attack as the lessons had taught him.