"What is this...?" Nila muttered, pressing her palm against her chest while waves of shivers ran through her body. Her heart began to beat much more frequently than usual as if facing a mortal danger whose arrival was absolutely inevitable.
The ground as well as space trembled, though Gael didn't do anything yet, he just raised his sword high up. This time he didn't even use energy or ash, just pure physical power and a wind that couldn't get past such an epicenter of power.
The spectators tried to understand the nature of Gael's power, while Ereg prepared to take his opponent's crushing attack. He had to do it as it was the beginning of their next time, and Ereg was already prepared for him to lose.
'Damn... More scars... Looks like this is a whole other level, I need to prepare properly.' Ereg muttered internally before crossing his claws.
