Villain Ch 1267. Uninspired
The two clashed again, their blades meeting in a flurry of sparks and glowing energy. Elio fought with everything he had, each strike faster and more desperate than the last. But Allen was relentless, his movements precise and calculated.
With a final, powerful swing, Allen's blade struck Elio's shield, shattering it completely. The force of the blow sent Elio to his knees, his health bar blinking dangerously low.
Allen hovered above him, his blade poised for the final strike. "Any last words?" he asked, his voice calm and almost bored.
Elio looked up, his eyes blazing with defiance. "This isn't over."
Allen's smirk returned. "Oh, it is." He raised his blade, the dark crimson light glowing brighter as he prepared to strike.
But a sudden roar from behind interrupted him. Arcana's dragon barreled into the fray, its claws slashing toward Allen and forcing him to retreat.
