Dodging the blow in a hurry, Franz touched his neck with his hand, the stench and consistency of blood stained the fingers of his hand, although Pom Pom was already taking care of protecting vital parts such as his neck or chest, the attack was strong enough to break his armor form, no, the correct thing would be to say that the man's strength managed to penetrate through the armor without damaging it.
A second later and they would definitely have torn off his head with that simple punch, the man's strength was much greater than the woman's, the problem was how they managed to exert that force without mana.
"Wow, I was sure that would be enough to kill you, to think that you only came out with a slight wound," the man said, a mysterious energy began to flow through his body. "Get ready because this time I'll be even faster."
