When I stepped onto the arena, there were far more people watching me than I had expected. My heart was pounding like mad. I was more nervous than I had ever been for any exam. Was it because I lacked confidence?
I tightened my grip so I wouldn't drop my sword and muttered.
"It's okay, I can do this. I have to."
I've been working toward this all along, haven't I?
Christopher stood across from me. His face was exactly the same as the one I had seen in my preliminary research.
"I look forward to a good match."
"Likewise."
After we exchanged a brief greeting, the referee raised the flag.
"Begin!"
The moment it began, a thunderous roar went up. Christopher moved first. Just as I had found in my research, he rushed in with a wide swing to the right. I dodged the attack lightly.
'Hm?'…
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