Sporting a ferocious smile, Apollo summoned his scythe.
He turned to Ariel and said.
"If you bend over and bow to me, admitting you're trash, then I might consider forfeiting the duel. What do you say?"
The other students were shocked by his crazy statement. Was he serious?
Ariel blinked, his brain thinking logically.
'If I can resolve this duel without the use of violence, that would be the best outcome.'
He immediately bowed towards Apollo, his expression blank.
Just as he was about to speak, Apollo launched a surprise attack at him.
His heel smashed toward his jaw, intending to kick him hard.
Ariel calmly crossed his fingers before his jaw, cancelling the attack and skidding backwards.
Straightening to look at Apollo, he said in a flat tone.
"Are you reneging on your word?"
Apollo dusted his shirt and scowled.
"Why should I promise a lowly dog like you such a thing?"
'Dog…'
