As soon as Adam used his Initial Order, snow-white rings appeared on his fingers, they were needed for one single purpose - controlling the threads.
From each ring came several threads, dozens of them in total, rising up and slowly swaying as if in the wind.
Damien's eyes went wide for a moment, it seemed even he was impressed.
"Oh... Not bad, not bad at all. Looks like you have almost half a hundred threads... Impressive, but..." Damien said, his last words not having time to come out of his mouth.
Adam stared intently at Damien as the amber grid deep inside his right eye sparkled, making his vision more accurate.
Whooooooooooooosh.
Without hesitation, Adam swung his arms, causing his silver threads, like blades to rain down upon Damien.
Was Damien wary, or maybe even scared?
Well... It was hard to tell from his calm face what he was feeling, but soon he shook his head like a disappointed teacher.
Step.
