The utmost precision

"I know." Finn Porter interrupted Nathan in a rare moment, "Don't worry," opening his eyes suddenly, ice blue eyes, full of understanding, "I know all about it."

"Great, Finn Porter has won." Louis Ruiz was also very happy to shake his fist with both hands as the crowd cheered, the fight with Finn Porter, although he lost, but in fact did not affect his opinion of Finn Porter, only, to beat another opponent.

"It's rare," compared to the two who were discussing their names, Echizen, who was standing in front of Kikumaru, narrowed his expression and looked a bit serious, "Finn Porter- has that kind of expression before the match." As a companion, he had seen this Maximilian Butler genius play too many times, even in the arena, this senior always has a bent eyebrow, calm and relaxed look, as if not affected by the tension of the game half, has a very strong spirit. This time, even before the game started, his look was different, a bit like the final of the Shloma tourname

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