"…Yeah."
"There's no way I'd win against someone like that with my current abilities."
Slowly standing up from the ground, Ataraxia had a self-mocking smile on his face as he glanced at the unmoving figure a fair distance away from him.
Thanks to the time he had spent honing his integration between movement and spell while waiting for the fourth trial to start, the young man was able to breeze through the first couple of opponents with ease, allowing Aeramis to understand how deep the young man's comprehension of integration was.
At the same time, fighting against those opponents also allowed the young man himself to understand how far his integration had gone.
With the man's words regarding the trial's mechanics lingering in his mind, his overwhelming showcase of skill against the trial's 2nd opponent allowing him to understand that his level of integration between movement and skill had already gone past 10%.
