With a firm step forward, Charles propelled his body and without any hesitation, he threw a punch aiming for the face of his opponent.
Smack!
His fast and lightning-like fist was suddenly intercepted in mid-air by an outstretched palm. The momentum of Charles' charging body abruptly ceased, shifting from high speed to complete stillness. His punch felt as if it had landed onto a steel plate, unable to penetrate an inch further. His fist's strength was effortlessly neutralized by the other party.
"You…"
"Don't misunderstand, I'm one of you."
Casio, looking at the wide-eyed Charles, spoke in a calm manner. He then shook his right hand, gave a forward push with his palm.
The Second Elder Charles, who initially planned to launch a rapid attack with his left hand, was forced to step backward. A massive force he couldn't resist had erupted from the palm that contacted him previously. Charles kept stepping back for a dozen steps before he managed to stabilize his body.
