Chapter 136
Aiden's plan had unfolded perfectly—right up to the moment it shattered.
His strike was dead-on, aimed to catch Magus off guard. But just before it could land, a massive wall of earth erupted between them, stopping the attack cold.
Aiden's eyes widened—not because the wall itself had stopped him, but because of what it meant.
"…Impossible," he muttered, his voice low and laced with disbelief.
"How… How can you use three abilities?" he asked aloud, stunned.
But instead of a reply, a colossal earthen fist burst from the wall and smashed into his face. The impact hurled him across the ground like a ragdoll. Dirt scraped against his skin as he skidded to a stop, coughing from the dust cloud and the pain.
He forced himself upright, lungs burning, body trembling. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.
High above, Magus floated with eerie serenity, his calm expression completely unshaken—as if none of this mattered to him.
