[Chapter 32 - Suum Cuique : To Each His Own Pt. 2]

Air began to slowly swirl around Reigner's feet causing the surrounding grass to be pushed and flatten. After a brief moment he lowered his body locking his knees and sprung forward creating a small shockwave visible in the surrounding grass. Firmly, he gripped his sword with both hands holding it close to his body as he charged forward with incredible speed like an arrow being shot from a crossbow. 

I focused my attention on him as the word 'Perception' appeared clearly in my mind. In the side of my vision text quickly began to pop up on the usual semi transparent purple backing.

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