"Haah…"
Having fought against his opponents four times in a row, there was no doubt that Valyr felt somewhat exhausted.
Even though the bit of reprieve the monotonous voice had been giving him in between each fight was of great help to him physically, the same could not be said mentally.
"I seriously hope I get a forging fight sooner or later," muttered the young man to himself, memories of his fight against Amauris and the others surfacing in his mind.
By all accounts, Valyr should have lost from his opponents from the get-go.
Whether it be the insane light magic Amauris had, the gravity and force control Mariella had, or the ability to conjure matter like Mikael had, those things were definitely something that were nigh impossible to defeat.
Yet, against all odds, he had found a way to do so.
Sure, the young man knew that his current skill set had something to do with it. After all, he wouldn't have gotten this far if he only had a basic skill set at hand.
