Atlas's cut recovered in the blink of an eye and went against Kayden once more. He seemed to have infinite vigor, something that shouldn't be possible. The cut kept attacking Kayden without any sign of losing strength. No matter how many lightning strikes Kayden hurled at it, the cut always regenerated until the moment Kayden clapped his hands, and Atlas collapsed.
An unbearable pain assaulted Atlas's body; his cut dissipated without any sign of returning. He didn't understand what was happening. His control over his spells should have been absolute—an extension of his very soul—but now he had no way of regaining control. He was paralyzed.
"Pathetic. You truly have no idea how souls function, do you? A simple soul clash, and you were destroyed. Even a pathetic mage with a single lightning spell could kill you in these conditions. I didn't train you for this," Kayden said as he teleported in front of Atlas and slapped him across the face.
