Noah and Moira went on opposite sides of the training area. Harold and the other leaders remained on the sidelines, near the black walls, but they still activated defensive spells to prepare for the imminent exchanges.
"Do what you want," Moira shouted. "I won't be the first to attack against a gaseous stage existence."
'How much should I hide?' Noah wondered before waving his hand.
A torrent of slashes came out of his fingers. Still, the attacks transformed into singularities while they flew toward their target. Noah's sharpness also intensified and filled the training area, creating an environment where his blows could reach their peak.
The singularities surprised the leaders. Noah's slashes were peculiar attacks that featured a strange structure. They seemed empty, but they contained Noah's broad law.
