|[CRASH!!!]|
A worrying sound resounded in the disintegrating dome-shaped area as Alfraed blocked the crystal's incoming fist.
"...Grrhhg"
The force sponsoring the attack was solid, sharp, and thorough, not to mention more powerful than the previous ones.
The young man's distressed expression enunciated the crystal's novel might.
He drew a parallel between this experience and receiving the charge from a mighty bull made of pure iron with a swifter momentum than a soaring arrow.
Believe me, it was an unforgettable occasion, an occasion he wished to never feel again.
But, that thought was a dream within a dream because for the crystal the earlier attack counted as just a punch and it could launch the same attack repeatedly.
This already painful circumstance was made worse by the fact that the crystal possessed two pairs of vigorous hands that could throw identical strikes.
|[BRUAGKK!!!]|
|[BRAAGHK!!!]|
