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The bizarre shadow moved without making a sound, the Wind Element Origin Substance allowing it to create hardly any air disturbances, so long as it didn't move faster than a certain speed.
Its claw strike, though seemingly gentle, possessed enough force to shatter the scales and bones of ordinary creatures, a true assassin's tool.
Yet this time, the Silent Claw, which had hunted many a prey, could only grasp at a layer of incredibly sturdy Origin Quality phantom.
Ian opened his eyes, a silver-cyan stream of light sweeping across the startled and furious form before him in an instant.
Hum!
Origin Quality suddenly coursed through his body, activating one organ after another, with a pale golden sheen even lighting up the sword in his hand.
The Heavy Abyss Iron Sword was swung with full force, like a black gale, instantly striking the shadowy figure.
