Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.
An active shudder passed through the arena, sent from the many silver shards, recently a massive spear had turned them into nothing, but now a new power was about to restore them to their former glory and even give them a new image.
The only thing that mattered was victory. Every part of Adam's powers understood that, willing to do whatever was necessary to achieve the goal.
Whoooooooooooosh.
In a heartbeat, the shards traveled toward Adam's hand, drawn by crimson energy, they took the shape of a needle, but... it wasn't a weapon, just a group of shards attached to each other.
Such a needle was incapable of withstanding even a single attack.
"Gha..."
Hot vapor with a low growl came out from Adam when the thick chain came into motion.
The chain twisted around the needle like a snake of disaster, shaking vigorously as if trying to turn the shards into dust.
