Leon was more than stupefied at the current progress of this long battle. He was sure, if not certain, that he would defeat and kill Ethan with little to no trouble. After all, Ethan had regressed greatly in his level, and Leon himself was at the second epiphany of the Saint Realm. Compared to Ethan, he was a lion, while Ethan was a deer. A prey. His prey.
But the current Ethan was anything like a prey. Although Leon was still stronger than him, he was afraid. He could feel it in his guts that, should he make a mistake, he would pay greatly.
The current Ethan was berserk, but unlike when they were young and in the Labyrinth Grove, where he killed the platinum rank beast, this one was a sentient berserker. He hadn't lost his sense of reason or self. That was what made him more dangerous.
