Omi didn't waste a second and quickly flew at Arad's face, this time going even faster than before, and his knife burned with a strange light, illuminating half of the arena. Arad dodged the attack once more, and unlike back in the mortal world, the spectators did notice that he was moving far too quickly for his size.
"That speed!" One man cried, and another shouted right after, "But he is so massive!"
Seeing that Arad dodged his fastest attack, Omi shifted his stance and unleashed a barrage of attacks, trying to overwhelm and exhaust Arad, but all of his moves ended up getting weaved. The way Arad moved, each step, each quick turn, and that calm smile on his face, had made it even clearer that something was off.
"You slippery bastard!" Omi growled, and Arad chuckled. "Come on, I'm sure you can already understand. I'm faster than you; that is true, but your attacks are getting dodged before you can even throw them."
