The light of the moon shone down on the yard of the Martial Redemption dojo, illuminating the two powerhouses.
Through the window of the second floor, Aoi looked worryingly down at the scene of the fight, worried about the safety of her dear.
"I did respect you, don't get me wrong. The trashing of your dojo was just a showing for you to know your place."
Ryozen said angrily.
"Montrael is the city of a thousand dojos. The competition between dojos is immense. There are simply not enough students for every dojo.
"Every day, more and more dojos are forced to close their doors for good.
"You will be no different, and my invitation was a gesture of good will. It would help you immensely in the long run.
"Trashing of your place was by no means my attempt to discredit your dojo. It was a showing that will happen soon enough.
"Dojos that are either One or Two Stars will target you. It won't be the dojos with higher stars, because your dojo is not worthy of that attention.
