Azrael's new focus was not on Aragon but on disrupting the very Domain that protected him. The heavy blow aimed to exert tremendous pressure on the surrounding space, as if a colossal force were attempting to break the very laws governing Heaven and Earth.
The strike embodied a primal force, an immense pressure designed to shatter the delicate balance of Aragon's Domain. It was as if a mighty muscular body, imbued with limitless power, was trying to tear through the fabric of reality itself.
Aragon watched the transformation with a mixture of relief and resignation.
Azrael's abandonment of speed made the situation more straightforward. His opponent's new approach was raw and brutish, yet it was something Aragon could handle.
He took a deep breath, harnessing the energy from his passive Domain. His sword, now enhanced by the Domain's boost, was prepared for the impending clash.
With a decisive swing, Aragon's blade met Azrael's heavy attack.
