Under the collapsed node tower, Alama's eyes were torn with anger as he roared the enemy's name: "Sigmund!"
The slightly plump Sigmund had a faint smile on his face as he reached out a hand towards Alama.
[Blood Manipulation: Hundred Weapons]
Weapons formed of blood, like knives, spears, swords, and halberds, whistled from all directions, but Alama swung his greatsword in a circle, creating a storm that shredded all the blood weapons to pieces.
However, as he exerted his strength, Sigmund had already appeared in front of him.
Alama swept his sword horizontally, but lacking momentum, it was easily blocked by Sigmund.
Then Sigmund lifted his leg and kicked, sending this once evenly matched rival into the ruins of the collapsed tower.
Coughing up blood as he crawled from the debris, Alama asked incredulously, "Just one year, how could you have become so much stronger?"
