Bethrothed Test
Talon found himself forcefully pinned against the wall, the impact of the strike leaving him stunned and bewildered by the masked individual's identity.

"Who are you?" Talon questioned, clutching his abdomen and locking eyes with the enigmatic figure, who remained silent.

"You're not as formidable as I had anticipated," the figure chuckled, studying Talon, who stood there in a state of shock.

"I despise being called weak!" Talon retaliated, launching himself towards the figure with lightning speed, delivering a swift and powerful punch.

"Kid, if you want to lay a hand on me, you'll need to do better," the figure remarked, effortlessly catching the punch and skillfully redirecting its force, sending Talon hurtling backward to collide with the wall..

"I see that you're far too feeble. I suppose I shall have to end you. You are unworthy," the figure declared, summoning a long, razor-sharp sword and advancing menacingly towards Talon.

With his life hanging in the balance, Talon recognized
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