A Challenge That Shook the Sky
Leon calmly flew out. He gently stretched out his right hand and continued, "Vartak Cannon, listen carefully. I am from Celestis Academy. My name is Leon, and if you are truly eager to fight, then I request a battle with you, Cannon King…"
The moment Leon's calm voice faded into the wind, an overwhelming sword intent burst from his body.
It wasn't loud.
It wasn't explosive.
Yet it was impossible to ignore.
The invisible pressure spread across the heavens like ripples across a still lake. The surrounding Mana trembled, responding to his presence as though even nature itself had acknowledged his declaration.
His midnight robes, embroidered with thin amethyst patterns, fluttered gently in the mountain breeze. His long shoulder-length black hair swayed behind him, while his purple eyes remained fixed upon the old expert before him. There wasn't the slightest trace of arrogance or nervousness on his face.
Only absolute calm.
