Then, just when everyone thought he should have died long ago in the battle, he was merely delaying the inevitable.
Of course, it was also thanks to the occasional support from Sophia Jones and Madam Mister, otherwise, had it truly been one-on-one, Leonard Churchill might have indeed died countless times.
The battle thus turned more and more fluid.
Leonard Churchill recalled the time from his childhood when he had learned to walk the tightrope at a circus.
The first time he stepped on it, tentative and uncertain, numerous failures and falls tempered a heart that grew increasingly steady.
As the number of falls increased, the fear of the unknown gradually diminished.
Unbeknownst to him, his tightrope-walking skills had already become proficient.
If possible, Leonard Churchill really hoped this exhilarating sensation of achievement could continue indefinitely.