Bala's POV-

Mirik attacked, again and again, a few times. But 99 kept swatting away his attacks like they were flies. His only disadvantage was his broken leg. His fighting spirit was getting the crowd to focus on their fight among all the other ones. Some people started shouting 99 like he was an underdog.

"Go for it!! Even if you don't win in our eyes you are the winner. "An emotional man shouted while crying. Others followed his antics and shouted giving 99 a boost of confidence. Logically speaking he should've conceded from this fight and maybe he was going to do so after some time too. But now with the crowd cheering for him, he had to fight. The crowd was a double-edged sword, it can make you confident but it can also pressure you to make a foolish decision.

Mirik also took a step back as his attacks were not going in and some people in the crowd were booing him. He took a deep breath as he again went and attacked 99's head but just as it was about to hit he changed his attack and targeted his broken knee. The crowd gasped seeing this shrewd attack.

I nodded my head at Mirik's decision. The opponent was far superior in power and experience, he had to exploit his only weakness. From the fight till now I could tell that 99 had experience in fighting for a long time with his gauntlets whereas Mirik looked like he at most had experience with fighting with his weapon for a year or two.

The face of 99 was calm as the staff approached his leg. The crowd gasped as it reached its destination. But to everyone's surprise, the staff had gone. What happened? It just disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Mirik looked shocked as he checked his hand. Everyone also looked at his hand and gasped. His staff had changed into a wand or more precisely shrank into a wand.

99 snickered as he saw the surprise on everyone's faces. He took a small piece of cloth from his left hand and it miraculously turned into a full-fledged arm-length cloth. Everyone looked at him with surprise as he also took a matchbox from his pocket. They took out some matchsticks and they also grew in size. Mirik just stood there dumbfounded as he looked at this strange phenomenon.

99 started making something from the big match and the cloth. Mirik tried to attack him but just one glance from him and he froze in his place. I didn't blame Mirik to be afraid of him. It was clear that he was using his spirit which had the power to change the size of things. Nobody was completely sure if he could do the same with living beings, or what the trigger was. So it was best to create some distance from him.

99 leisurely sat there as he made a crutch using the matches and joining them together using the cloth. The crowd erupted as they saw the man on the ground standing up with the help of a crutch. It was wierd how a man on crutch was sending shivers down my spine. Mirik was in big trouble, this guy was dangerous. There was a good fight waiting for us ahead.