Swoosh!
A figure flew as fast as possible, his surroundings blurring in his gaze. After being released by Aldrian, Adel escaped as far and as fast as he could. Right now, his only thought was to put as much distance between himself and Aldrian—nothing else crossed his mind. There was no trace of a swordmaster's composure in him at this moment; instead, he resembled a frightened cat.
"Fuck! He's truly a monster! I've only heard stories about him and the traces he left across the continent, but seeing him in action firsthand… he's absolutely terrifying," he thought.
He already knew that Aldrian was the real deal and not just an exaggerated rumor when he first felt his sword will in Balin City after the Hydra incident a few years ago. He knew that someone like that was a swordsman with far greater attainment than himself, judging by how profound and powerful the sword will Aldrian had left behind at that time.
