Ren knew this fight wouldn't be easy but he'd learned something important.
Roger was not as strong as the Penny Prince. And Roger could be defeated.
Reaching into his bracer, he pulled out a dagger. He'd be needing it this time.
The fight started again with a roar from Roger, who swung his massive sword with terrifying force, the strike cutting through the air like a guillotine meant to end Ren in a single blow.
Ren dodged, rolling under the first arc, narrowly missing the blade that would have cleaved him in two. As expected, the wind pressure alone from Roger's swing sent dust and dirt flying around them.
He moved fast, knowing he couldn't afford to block any direct hits. The strength difference between Rank 3 and 4 wasn't negligible. But power was nothing without the skill to use it. He needed to find a chink in that armor.