Volk noticed that the aura wasn't just enhancing his strikes; it was amplifying his entire body.
Geisler's reflexes were faster than a human's should be, his strength enough to hold back the monstrous force of Volk's blows.
Even his footwork was unnaturally precise, allowing him to evade attacks that should have been unavoidable.
Volk growled, his frustration mounting. "What's this trickery, Baron? You can't match me without some strange crutch, huh?"
Geisler smirked, his shield rising to block another incoming strike.
"You wouldn't understand, beast. This is discipline. Training. Something your savage kind could never comprehend."
The taunt only fueled Volk's fury.
He slammed his gauntlet into the ground, the impact sending a shockwave rippling through the earth. Ñ
KABOOM!
The ground split beneath Geisler's feet, but the Baron leapt back, landing gracefully on solid ground.
