Daru didn't respond.
Firstly, because he didn't feel the need to, and secondly, because responding would mean revealing his strategy like an idiot.
Seriously, who would explain what they would do to their opponent? He couldn't help but feel that the question in and of itself was dumb.
Johann, however, took his silence positively. The S-ranker thought he was being pressured hard.
Daru was definitely being pressured, but hard? His foe would have to work harder than this.
And harder Johann worked, confidence and motivation skyrocketing. His initial theory and in-head simulation that his terrain manipulation would devour his opponent's straightforward style was proving true, after all.
Smirk turning into a cold grin, the S-ranker moved.
He pointed his blade to the skies, causing two swords to form from shards of earth, both threatening to stab at Daru.
But Johann wasn't done yet.
Since the bastard was so keen on ruining his plans, he shall destroy him to compensate.
