Lloyd tightened his blindfold, plunging back into darkness. The two fighters launched their attack simultaneously. The first pounced on Lloyd with a machete-like aerial kick. Lloyd instinctively stretched his wrist to block the powerful blow, but he froze for a moment. Yes, a punch to his abdominal muscles nearly pierced his weakened body at this point.
Saliva mixed with blood flew from Lloyd's mouth like burning shards: "Ugh... Damn it, how?"
Lloyd gradually lost his balance, clutching his stomach. Pain gnawed at his strength, and weakness consumed him: "What is this... I'm weaker than I expected... Their level is much higher... But I won't give up." Lloyd launched a brutal attack, choosing a vicious assault instead of defense. The two fighters were taken by surprise and decided to fight. Lloyd attacked the first fighter, anticipating his exact trajectory. The first fighter leaped backward to avoid a devastating blow from Lloyd, then ducked, using his leg as a foothold to trip Lloyd. But Lloyd leaped forward, and before he hit the ground, he delivered a back kick that slammed into the first fighter's face. Before he fell, Lloyd grabbed him by the shoulders and, with a suplex, sent him flying off the globe.
Albert was astonished by Lloyd's fighting skills. One fighter remained. Lloyd racked his brain for the fighter's path, but this second fighter possessed the skill of Sensory Disconnection, meaning you couldn't predict his movements; it was as if he didn't exist at all.
Lloyd was trying to process the fighter's presence: "Damn it, where is that bastard? I can't comprehend his presence," Lloyd muttered, his movements perfectly synchronized. Kick after kick landed on Lloyd's back. Lloyd landed on his left foot, balancing instead of falling to the ground. He lunged backward, his wrist pointing backward, but found no one.
Albert thought to himself as he watched Lloyd's movements, his skill, and even his reactions. He said, "This fighter is from another world entirely. I know there's a great truth he doesn't know, or that they're hiding from him. He'll achieve his goal someday."
Feeling his opponent close, Lloyd lunged forward, throwing a punch straight into the air. He smiled briefly: "Heh, your silly games won't work on me anymore." Then, turning 180 degrees and delivering a surprise kick to the fighter's chest that nearly ripped his heart out,the fighter fell, gasping for breath. He looked up at Albert: "Master, your new fighter is incredibly strong. I don't think he needs our training."
Albert nodded and stood up: "That's good, Lloyd. You'll be with me on a mission... and I'll explain exactly what we'll be doing soon." Lloyd removed his blindfold and went back inside, where his mission with Albert awaited him.