Leon VS Aden [Part-2]
Leon's fingers closed into a fist, tense but controlled, and the air around them appeared to vibrate and recoil, as if reality itself was tightening. Aden's wind blade shot forward, cutting the space in front of him, only to hit an unseen wall and disintegrate, shards fluttering like agitated spirits into thin air. The sharp tang of failure sliced through him, but Leon remained standing, hair flickering with the residual force, unshaken and untouched. His eyes glimmered faintly with gold, calm yet impossible to look away from. "You don't believe," he murmured, voice steady but threaded with quiet menace, "but don't worry. I'll make you."
Then, with the faintest step forward, he vanished.
