The Sword Trapped Between Two Fingers
"Be careful…" In the crowd, Fairy Fiona screamed with a pale face. However, the surrounding exclamations were too loud and completely drowned out her voice.
Her azure hair fluttered wildly beneath the violent pressure waves spreading through the battlefield. Her delicate fingers unconsciously tightened around the edge of her sleeve, her teal eyes filled with tension as she stared at the black-robed figure standing alone in the sky.
The air itself seemed to freeze.
Dario's Abyss Sword descended with unstoppable force, tearing through the heavens like a falling star. The sword light distorted space wherever it passed. Even before the blade arrived, the terrifying sword pressure had already shattered the clouds above and split the ground below.
The mountains trembled.
The river beneath the battlefield exploded into towering waves.
Yet Leon did not move.
Not even a single step.
"Damn, why isn't he dodging anymore?"
