My scythe trembled in my hands, resonating with the immense energy coursing through my body. Across from me, Nam Ji-Ho stood tall, his lightning spear humming with intense power, arcs of electricity crackling along its length and causing the air around him to bend and twist. His ferocious pink eyes locked onto mine, unyielding and hungry for the fight.
"You've got some skill," he admitted with a smirk. "Why don't you come work under me? I will treat you well. It would be a shame to slay such a talent."