Derrick immediately felt strange, and he didn't know why. Isn't this what he wanted? To fight Severin? Then why was he feeling hesitation to continue?
But he shook his head and firmed his nerves. This was an opportunity he couldn't even dream of missing.
"Alright, I'm ready. Don't blame me for not holding back."
Severin drew his sword.
It was time to get it over with. Time to discipline a subordinate of his.
Immediately after Derrick saw him draw the sword, he didn't wait to see what would happen next as he jumped forward, blurring so fast that there was only a brown streak of his clothes.
Before Severin knew what was happening, the guy was in front of him, a punch already coming for his head.
Derrick wasn't holding back.
Now though, neither was Severin.
He saw the attack coming, thanks to his days in the Timeless Domain, but just like before, his body couldn't catch up.
So he did the only thing that he could do.
