Theron exhaled a breath that came out in frost. But this time, it wasn't due to the tactics of others, but instead his own.
His Dark Mana pooled around him, and almost instantly, the temperature rose to the point that it felt as though it had become a calm spring morning.
With a step, Theron had already appeared before the young women, his spear thrusting out.
Time seemed to slow to his perception, his soul thrumming as though it was finally being let off its leash.
In that moment, something seemed to click for Theron, becoming clearer than it ever had before.
Chi. Chi. Chi.
The twins retreated quickly, feeling as though their Ice Mana was being corrupted by something—turning to black ice right before their eyes.
Veins of black crawled up the icy blue, the air darkening and growing heavier around them.
They were faster than Theron, to be sure.
Their Mana wasn't faster, though.
[Shadow Step].
Theron crossed the distance they opened up, his spear thrusting at Lilac.
