Still Acting Tough?

"What's the matter, Shye Crowley of the Black Dawn? Is this all you've got?!" the enraged Cobra taunted, his cutlass stabbing toward his opponent.

Meanwhile, a subtle smile—one that seemed to say everything was under control—remained on Shye's face, despite his disadvantageous position. 

This only served to intensify the anger in the troublesome commander's heart.

How could Shye not smile?

After all, the familiar notifications he had rarely heard in the past few months rang in his mind once again, flooding him like the old days.

[Congratulations! You've earned 51,852 points!]

[Congratulations! You've earned 70,102 points!]

[Congratulations!...]

His immaculate defense allowed him to earn lots of points, so why should he change the situation?

Shye happily defended for now.

Inevitably, the audience's interest began to wane as they grew tired of his defensive tactics.