Ronan exhaled gently, slowly standing up from the ground.
His limbs stretched out, and a dense and crisp booming sound emanated from the depression in his chest.
"Crack crack—"
Broken bones and flesh reconnected, Ronan lifted his head, his enchanting, fiery eyes blazing with even more intense fighting spirit.
Fine white electrical sparks sprang up from Ronan's skin, flickering and leaping.
His long hair moved on its own behind his back, his tall and straight figure rising higher...
Soon, a two-meter-tall, with long hair like a waterfall, and a fierce and magnificent body once again revealed itself in front of the world.
Ronan looked at Ewaqu in front of him, gently twisting his neck.
In a low, hoarse voice, yet calm as ever, accompanied by the sound of bones colliding, resounded throughout the arena.
"Let's go again."
.....
As soon as the battle began, the pace was so fast that people could hardly react.
