Host has awakened an Innate Ability...
He was only able to catch a glimpse of well quite the long piece of information.
When he suddenly realized that he was just a few inches away from landing, away from landing into a capricious situation.
Seems that the information would have to wait for later, as for right now.
It is time to shed blood.
Aven thought, as a dazzling crimson gold spear held within his hands shun even brighter, releasing quite the blinding light.
The Mirac Stormshell Crabs felt as though the rays of the sun where injected right into their eyes, they had no choice but to close their eyes for just a split second of time.
But although just a mere split second of time one might say, but truly for Aven.
That split second of time is more than enough.
Abbysal Thunder Lightning Destructive Speed technique.
Aven murmured.
