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The tip of the vortex, stirred by Kim Do-Joon, clashed against the old man's sword. The blade soon sliced through the air, rushing toward Kim Do-Joon. Yet, the parted wind didn’t scatter—it converged back, heading toward the old man.
In that fleeting moment, when sword and spear crossed, the old man read Kim Do-Joon's eyes.
…
The old man was somber, an expression unfit for a duel. The only thing he could guess was that Kim Do-Joon had seen his memories again.
Clang!
The old man twisted his sword slightly, the blade narrowly missing Kim Do-Joon's ear. Likewise, Kim Do-Joon's spear grazed past the old man's side.
"Did you see something?” the old man said.
"Yes," Kim Do-Joon replied, his voice subdued.
"How much?"
"...Everything.”
After hearing his response, the old man let out a bitter laugh, lowering his sword. Kim Do-Joon followed suit with his spear.
"Then I guess there’s no reason to continue this duel," the old man said.
"I'm sorry," Kim Do-Joon apologized for intruding upon the old man's memories.
Although he had apologized before, this time was different. The weight of the memories he had seen was heavier.
"It’s fine. I’m aware of your abilities, and it’s something that has already happened," the old man sighed, sheathing his sword.
The turbulent aura that had filled the space dissipated.
"Karlish, could you step back for...
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