Villain Ch 2015. The Devils VS Alliance of The Brave [Part 2]
Elio caught Allen's blade, barehanded, burning his HP, to parry the first strike. His sword met Allen's.
It didn't matter.
Allen didn't swing like a player. He glided. No wasted motion.
Behind Allen, the battlefield was already chaos.
Vivian danced through the support lines, whip carving pink trails in the air.
Jane summoned a skeletal colossus that blocked three DPS at once.
Zoe split the ground open with Leviathan's Rage, water rising in impossible angles.
Bella laughed as ice and fire collided in her hands, lances arcing overhead.
But Allen didn't need backup.
He was already too much.
Another strike.
Elio blocked again.
Barely.
His sword vibrated from the force, arms numb, boots digging molten stone just to hold ground. The pressure was unreal. His HP dropped in bursts, like it was flickering just from being too close. He could hear his pulse in his ears.
