"It's slaughtering time!"
Garuda laughed as he dashed towards Lance.
Under everyone's gaze, his figure suddenly turned illusory and blurry from how fast he moved through the battlefield.
Only Sumi could see him.
'Lance, be prepared. He's moving.'
'Got it.'
Lance nodded and swept his gaze through the battlefield, looking at the madly running demon of pride.
As the Baron of Pride dashed, he left a quaking force in his wake, causing unbridled destruction to the battlefield.
Everytime he stepped on the ground, a destructive impact would erupt beneath him and cause smoke to rise and disrupt their sight.
Then, in only a few seconds, he managed to cross a kilometer distance and came face to face with the golden-haired Lance.
Without saying anything, Garuda grinned wickedly as he clenched his fist tightly and launched a right hook!
Whoosh!
