The crowd found themselves enveloped in a silence that had become all too familiar at this point. With each battle, Asher displayed something increasingly ridiculous and unbelievable. During his first match against Amara Charlton and Lawrence Shade, he defeated both of them with a single attack each, barely taking a step and ending the entire battle in less than a minute.
He hadn't even drawn his rapier.
Then came the second match. He displayed such outrageous hand-to-hand combat that it seemed as though it had always been his true specialty, as though the rapier had merely been a decoration all this while. He had even revealed a Martial Body Technique, matching and surpassing everything geniuses like Isaac were said to have ever achieved.
Then came this battle. They had expected him to win. They knew he would.
