"I hope you two don't fold before we can get this started, these old bones haven't had a good warmup since the last time your ugly mugs showed up." Dolos says remembering the tournament invasion.
"Will see who will be the one to fold old man, I doubt you can handle the both of us." Kelly says, gripping the hilts of his axes still being able to see in the perpetual darkness thanks to Vante.
"Don't underestimate a substitute." Dolos smirks drawing his blade gripping the hilt tightly with both hands keeping his eyes closed not to distract him.
A deep exhale leaves his lips as Dolos circulates his aura all throughout his body going through multiple revelations as he charges more and more aura. Shutting his eyes he solely relies on his Aura using it to sense the other aura signals around him even in darkness Vante has summoned.
