Nyx adopted a low crouch, weight evenly distributed between both legs. His hands were held close to his body, and his fingers were curled into claws. Eyes gleaming with predatory focus, the red-haired boy exuded an aura of lethal intent and danger.
The death dance was a martial technique with 10 deadly steps that focused on killing the opponent. This was a technique Nyx had formed, and it had helped him a lot in his past life.
'And once again, it would be helpful.' Nyx sneered in his mind as he watched his opponent's nervous expression.
This was the first step.
"Elicit fear!" Nyx's stance alone was capable of making one tremble in terror.
Barely watching him, Isaac's heart was beating louder than ever, and cold sweat trickled down his bald head. At this moment, he was torn between escaping or continuing this fight.
