Lightning struck with a constant onslaught, crackling through the air like enraged serpents.
Each bolt slashed across the sky, streaking with ferocious intensity, while Dimitry stood undeterred, slowly moving towards the Sword Emperor.
The sizzling arcs of lightning that converged upon him were met with a spectacular display of mastery – his hands, wreathed in flames, reached out to destroy each bolt, unleashing fiery explosions upon impact.
Dimitry's determination seemed to rush through his blood all at once, giving his punch more power. His arm shot forward like a catapult, with flames swirling around his fist.
The force of the hit was like a cannonball of fire hurtling through the storm.
With an almost majestic ferocity, the fire punch tore through the onslaught of lightning bolts, obliterating them like fragile glass.
As if guided by an unspoken command, the fiery punch found its mark – Sword Emperor.
