Aden's eyes remained emotionless as those words reached his ears. There was no need wasting time wondering what suicidal attack he might have decided to unleash. After all, he could simply nullify it like he'd always done.
"Don't waste your life on something as meaningless defeating me," he muttered as he picked up a piece of rock and watched it disintegrate into nothingness.
A dry, raspy laughter left the Leader's lips, his head hung low as he shook in grim excitement at Aden's words.
"That's the most words you've said since we began this assault," the man pointed, a crazed smile forming on his lips. "Is that fear I sense?"
Aden didn't respond. Instead, he began calm, controlled steps to the side of the Arena. There was supposed to be an encirclement meant to restrict his movement in that direction, but they were all dead.
The Leader's eyes didn't leave him all this while. His irises carried the frenzied, uncontrolled blaze akin to a prey staring down the face of death.
