Facing Legg

Leguna was struck flying. His legs rubbed badly against the ground and beat up a cloud of dust. However, he managed to maintain his balance and stopped before standing back up.

"You're still not going to use your gifts?" Legg frowned. The youth was much harder to deal with than he had imagined. He'd been holding out for 30 minutes despite not using his gifts. Things were going south. It took his gifts to fight on equal grounds with an enemy that was not using theirs; he would lose once his enemy started using their gifts.

The audience watched anxiously. The young assassin's performance had shattered their expectations. His movements were smooth as floating clouds and flowing...

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