At that moment the room erupted into chaos as the five members of the Circle charged at Ethan with an almost supernatural speed, their auras radiating with power. The old master of the Silver family led the assault, his face twisted with rage. "This is for my grandson!" he roared, his katana gleaming as it cut through the air, aiming straight for Ethan's neck.
Ethan stood firm , his grip tightening on his staff. With precise timing, he swung the staff upward, intercepting the blade mid-strike. At that moment the clang of metal against the enchanted wood echoed through the chamber. The force of the clash sent sparks flying, but Ethan didn't flinch. His eyes burned with intensity as he twisted the staff, disarming the old master in a single fluid motion.
However before the old master could react, Ethan drove his fist into the man's chest.
