The sound of Klauses voice forced an immediate break between the two fighting parties, as they jumped back.
At a quick glance, several things could been seen, Damon had several items of his amour broken into and several dents in his helmet causing bleeding, he was badly bruised….on the contrary Franklin who had started the fight first was a lot less damaged.
Aside from the trace of blood rolling down his forehead, he was barely injuried.
"That was embarrassing" Franklin smirked bitterly.
Guilliman wasn't any better than the both of them, he was also injured, with the sleeve of his uniform torn off and several lacerations appearing all around his clothes and skin.
Yet….he was the winner of this exchange.
If anyone was asked if a purple fighter could fight against one an emrald they would be simiply laughed at for being a frog in a well. But here Guiliman was, standing after fighting two insanely talented emerald fighters to a standstill without using his aspect.
