Horis tried to kick Aion while aiming for his lower half, but he jumped, and only his feet were hit. Even so, Aion didn't take much damage single his legs worked like a spring, and he was sent flying to the opposite side of the arena. He immediately readied himself for the continuation of the attack, but he only saw the enemy checking the wound in his face and the blood dripping from it.
"Not so immortal now, huh," Aion said.
Aion didn't know if the enemy had heard that, but he sure looked pissed. Aion ignored that since it was the anger of a walking corpse. Putting that aside, he learned by accident that the armor could only show its effects while Horis was aware of the danger. It was like the armor could read his mind…
"Putting aside that and the durability of his armor, to think that my attack would only cause that much damage…" Aion thought. "His skin is thick as hell…"
