Even though Brahma had managed to stop himself from moving any further backwards, the arm holding his sword was numb. The sword in in his hand was still trembling.
“This young punk is really strong. He’s actually even stronger than the last time we fought.” Brahma stood there without any expression on his face. He had regained his usual composure and authoritativeness.
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