Leon's Rising Might
Then—
Neither side hesitated.
They moved again.
BOOM!
Their figures collided.
Again.
And again.
In the lightning domain, Gareth's combat strength was indeed extremely formidable.
The moment he entered his domain, his speed became terrifying.
His strength increased sharply.
The lightning surrounding him seemed almost alive.
Every time Leon moved, bolts of heavenly lightning descended from strange angles.
Some came from above.
Some emerged from behind.
Others appeared directly beside Leon's body, forcing him to twist and evade at the last possible instant.
Gareth's palm followed closely behind.
Strike after strike.
Fast.
Heavy.
Merciless.
The battlefield became a blur of lightning and shadows.
Leon moved through it all with extraordinary calm.
His midnight robes fluttered.
His long black hair swept behind him.
His purple eyes remained focused on Gareth.
There was no panic.
No hesitation.
