Each of the six fist strikes thundered forward, ripping through the air with explosive force.
Like meteors crashing from the heavens, they barreled ahead with devastating momentum, aimed squarely at Luka's remaining afterimages.
The strikes were relentless, a display of pure aggression meant to obliterate all traces of him without hesitation or mercy.
Yet Luka, sensing the incoming barrage, remained composed. He didn't panic.
Instead, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the edges of his lips curled with calm defiance.
The young man who had launched the attack responded instantly, increasing the flow of mana into his strikes in a desperate attempt to overpower Luka.
But in the end, it wasn't enough. His efforts, while impressive, ultimately failed to overwhelm him.
Just as in his previous life, Luka secured the relic without needing anyone's assistance.
