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Sieg dreamt of this moment a couple of times, whether he'd like to admit it or not.
Since he laid his eyes on Ren and saw a glimpse of what he could do, Sieg had been watching closely—more closely than one should, more closely than anybody in this whole stadium.
He was searching for something—a flaw, a vulnerability, a weakness...anything that he could use or take advantage of when the time comes that he'd need to fight this man.
And he has failed. Not because Ren hadn't displayed any, but because there was none. Sieg couldn't see any flaw or weakness, and his master couldn't either.
'He's the most complete martial artist I've seen. His inability to wield weapons isn't a flaw; it's restraint—not of his choosing, but of this world. Fate knew that if they placed a weapon in his hands, nobody would stand a chance against him. Nobody.'
That's what his master said, word per word.
