The crowd let out a thunderous cheer, even though many of them held bad feelings towards the Golden Wolves, the display in front of them meant
they couldn't help but applaud.
This was the reason the wolves were so powerful, the epitome of strength and speed.
Thick golden strands of electricity twisting around his feet, Edmund shot forward at an insane speed, transforming into a golden blur aimed directly at David.
Those who had watched David fight before were at their edge of their seats. Would this be the moment that the Moonlight Swordsman finally swung his sword, would they see the shards of moonlight again?
But David only stood there, the momentary shock of Edmund's newfound had worn off.
'Come on. You've come so close to it before, you just need it to work this time.'
He closed his eyes, thinking back to his time in the mountains, the endless training to manifest a new skill.
