"The match is a draw due to the time running out," the referee announced as he separated Nero and Vilhelm, looking at them oddly. A draw was a rare occurrence, especially one due to reaching the time limit.
On one side, Vilhelm panted heavily as he looked at Nero with confusion, unable to understand how the fight had ended up like this. In the last few minutes, sensing the match coming towards an end, he had begun to attack with everything he had. Naturally, such attacks also increased the chances of him suffering from Nero's attacks but it was a risk he had to take.
Yet the end result was still a draw, which confused him. It… almost didn't make sense. Even those few who were watching the fight seemed confused by the outcome.
"Did you… lead to a draw on purpose?" Vilhelm asked, looking at Nero unbelievably. He couldn't believe someone who proclaimed himself to be constantly at war would avoid pushing for a victory. But that only showed how immature his understanding of Nero was.
