Alberecht set his foot on the stage, facing his opponent with a harmless smile.
"Wipe that smile off your face, it sickens me!"
"Hm? Am I ugly?" He pointed his finger at his face while tilting his head.
"No...you just annoy me!"
"Sorry about that?"
"Tch! I didn't fight my way here to hear an apology, Alberecht."
"Of course, it was the money, right?"
"Hey! Don't mock me!" Theresia then pointed her spear at the innocent-looking Alberecht. "I'm here to beat you!"
"I see..." He closed his eyes. Sparks of yellow lightning appeared around his body. "Unfortunately, I can't let you beat me." He kept his grin as he spoke. "I lost once in my life and I found out I really hate losing. I just can't let that feeling strike me again." The once clear blue sky turned dark, with grey clouds forming. Sounds of crackling could be heard from above.
"Enough talking...just get out your weapon already."
Arthur watched carefully. "Amygdala...that commentator said he cleared seven towers."
