The counter ticked slowly upward Licht's Infinite Eyes began their work.
But Riven wasn't the kind to stand still and let himself be copied and rushed forward
『Blood Mana Style – Crimson Frenzy (A)』
And neither was Licht.
『Valemont Sword technique – Rushing Thunder God!』
With a storm of lightning howling through the air, Licht's eyes narrowed as his sword showed no mercy and whistling straight toward Riven's neck.
Despite seeing such a vicious blade hurtling toward him, Riven didn't flinch.
He had no weapon of his own, but this was only because he simply didn't need one.
A bloody flash of light ignited in Riven's eyes, his blood-tainted mana surged through his body, before concentrating in his arms as the muscles inside tightened, causing his skin to shift unnaturally.
『Blood Mana Style – Ironblood Frame!』
Riven didn't dodge.
Instead, he raised the back of his hand and slapped the blade aside as though it were an annoying fly.
Clang!
