As Anthony closed the door behind him, he walked for a while with a smile on his face. He had simply decided to escape the situation. He had no intention of being thrust into women's discussions; he had heard words about these kinds of scenarios online in his past life.
Shaking his head, Anthony vanished in a white streak of light. In the next moment, he reappeared in the same place where Warlord Raelith trained his students.
Light flooded his vision as he took in his new reality. Leaning against a wall, Anthony saw Warlord Raelith sparring against every single one of them at the same time. Even Spectre was there, and they were all taking a beating at that moment.
Warlord Raelith, in terms of attack power, was matching their level. But in terms of the difference in skill and pure Katanamanship technique, he held nothing back. He drilled everything he could into their minds, bodies, and souls without even the slightest bit of hesitation.
