The tier-seven beast's molten eyes narrow, molten saliva sizzling where it drips. "I'll kill you in one strike, little insect."
The ground cracks beneath its feet as it launches forward, its sheer weight turning the arena floor to molten dust. The speed—impossible for something that massive—tears the air apart. Its arm, thick as a tree trunk and glowing like forged iron, sweeps across the arena in a blazing arc.
BOOM!
The shockwave pulverizes the stone pillars, sending shards flying in every direction.
But Alix isn't there.
A blur cuts through the air—blue streaks of lightning dancing in his wake. He reappears several meters away, perfectly balanced, a faint hum of mana rippling around his form.
Mero's ember eyes widen. "That speed—! That's Lightning Step! But… no, that's not right…"
