The classroom window crashed open, and the duo remembered to land thoughtfully on the hard floor. Reyy had been caught off guard when Michael unexpectedly rushed at him before he could say any word, throwing him out his classroom window.
Now, on a garden field they both stood, keenly observing each other with cruel eyes. Reyy must have had his back bruised by the shards of glasses from the broken window, but his face still kept a mischievous smirk, as if trying to inform his opponent that he wasn't even trying.
Michael leaped foward, but quickly disappeared after an inch. But of course, Reyy was familiar with this movement already, after that encounter in the Arena, he had learnt that the dude was an Assasin Type.
However, he quickly engaged his listening instincts, turning around rapidly as he heard a whip of wind coming behind him. Reyy's hand wrapped around Michael's fist, and just when he was about to flip him over, Michael disappeared.