The four individuals who had been riding on the hovercraft were blown away in the explosion, their bulletproof armor burnt to a crisp. Some slammed into tree trunks, others were tossed high and fell to the ground, still others rolled over a dozen times before gradually coming to a stop.
The four on the other hovercraft were stunned by the scene before them, their hands wielding light sabers slowed, fear arising in their hearts.
After retracting his force, Valke's gaze suddenly snapped back. The armor that had covered his right hand was now melted away, revealing the robust knuckles and fist underneath. Droplets of orange-red molten metal fell from his fingertips onto the grass, sizzling and producing wisps of smoke, yet he himself seemed utterly unaware, and his fingers remained unscathed.
This genius, highly regarded by Edith Academy, was by no means a decorative plant meant for admiring in gardens.
