A crowd gathered at the Kingdom's training ground.
Enthralled, they watched a match between two combatants as it heated up.
Whenever their hits connected, regardless of kick or punch, explosive sounds followed.
For an oblivious bystander, their training match could easily be mistaken for a death match.
Still, most of the match's fierceness came from only one side, as they struggled throughout, clearly ignoring the match's intention and focusing only on victory.
The other side, while taking the match seriously, was hardly inconvenienced by their opponent.
Their calm response to every move showcased a stark gap in their abilities.
Soon, the last hit of the match would come, and their opponent would fall to the ground.
That much was clear.
However, before that could happen, I coated my body with a thin layer of [Air Magic].
It made my steps light and hid my scent.
With it, I camouflaged with the crowd, carefully making my way to my target.
