This was really something. Ludwig had wanted to test out the effects of his training, but he didn't quite expect there to be so many people. And what an opponent! The "tattooed" woman didn't exactly intimidate him, but he had to admit that those demonic lines made her look a bit imposing. What kind of being was he fighting?

He swallowed nervously when he heard his age read out over the loudspeaker. His nationhood was not exactly a secret (he simply told no one because he thought no one would believe him), but now he was probably going to be bombarded with all manner of questions. Great.

Without a word, Ludwig turned his back and began to take his steps. All business, this one.