Nero was thoroughly impressed
The sharp smirk tugging at the corner of his lips wasn't arrogance this time it was recognition Rhyka had lived up to the expectations set before him The boy's instincts his footwork his ability to read through traps and maneuvers this wasn't the raw aggression of a child swinging blindly This was a master of combat in motion
Rhyka didn't let the expression distract him The golden web of Martial Vision blazed in his eyes as he moved dashing sharply to the side boots grinding into the dirt He had no intention of closing into the fog of glass or stepping directly into Nero's line The fog was too dangerous too many unseen paths too many ways Nero could twist it into something lethal And as for Nero himself Rhyka wasn't foolish enough to walk straight into the core of his control
Distance Angles That was where he could fight
