The defense was ready.
The Corrupted Beast traveled across several hundreds of meters in barely three seconds, closing the gap almost instantly. Its body twisted, but it pulled its "leg" back, as if preparing for a kick.
However, instead of pushing it forward, the beast instead planted its foot on the ground, halting its advance. Its body stopped only a few centimeters away from Arthur's barriers, which emanated a powerful glow, as if to intimidate the beast.
The Corrupted beast pulled its body back before opening its palm. "Grrr."
A thin layer of purple energy wrapped around the palm, swirling as if it were a miniature version of a hurricane. Its sclera emanated a sharp, white color in order to temporarily blind the crimson-eyed man.
But Arthur averted his gaze hurriedly, instead glancing at the beast's palm.
