Shang took a deep breath as his nerves and body relaxed.

"That was way too difficult," Shang said.

"But you won," Sword answered.ᴘᴀ ɴ ᴅᴀ n ᴏ ᴠᴇʟ

"Yes, I won," Shang said.

Shang glanced at his left arm and saw that it was slowly regenerating. pᴀɴda nᴏvel

"A Focus truly is terrifying," Shang said.

"And even more, he was only an Initial Adept."

Silence.

"I fought thousands of Early Adepts already, but this guy's skills and experience were far beyond every single one I've fought."

"If he had been an Early Adept…"

ραꪒⅆα ꪒꪫꪥꫀ​ꪶ​ Shang imagined how the fight would go.

There was a high likelihood that Shang wouldn't even have hit his opponent once.

His opponent would have been far faster in casting Spells, and he would have already had two spells prepared by the time Shang would have reached him for the first time.

With the increased power and speed of the Spells, Shang could have very well died on the first barrage.

This wouldn't even be a fight.

It would just be a Mage swatting a fly away.