Thereafter, Lothar casually approached Nathan and stopped when he was close enough.
Upon throwing a glance at the dagger Nathan was holding, he suggested, “To avoid being accused of not playing fair, I'll allow you to use weapons in our battle.”
Rolling up his sleeves, Nathan flatly replied, “Since you're not using any, I won't use them too.”
Meanwhile, Colin and Kerry's faces were filled with concern.
Even though one was an elite warrior, while the other was clueless when it came to combat, the Allfather's terrifying power was obvious to both of them.
In fact, it wasn't an exaggeration to say that he was the strongest foe Nathan ever had to face.
Thus, both of them began to lose their composure as their concern for Nathan grew exponentially.
Sevan, on the other hand, fixed his gaze on the Allfather, as if the latter's silhouette had triggered a buried memory of his.
Lothar couldn't help but be surprised by the confidence displayed by Nathan.
Scrutinizing the latter, he saw Nathan keeping his hands behind his back. Legs equally apart and even shoulders on both sides, Nathan's posture was similar to an authoritative military instructor in the army.
Hidden behind his mask, Nathan's eyes were brimming with conviction, unfazed by the enemy before him.
Consequently, Lothar couldn't help but be impressed by the sight that greeted him.
Under normal circumstances, his enemies would already be intimidated by his pressurizing aura. As if they were facing a menacing beast, their knees would have buckled out of sheer terror.
Consequently, it was rare to find anyone who could remain composed when facing him.
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