Pyris shot forward, a blur of raw power and speed, while the guardian mirrored his charge, its ominous aura thickening with every step. The sword suspended around the guardian floated alongside it, like a predator circling its prey, its edges glowing faintly with divine energy. When the two forces met, the guardian's massive arm cocked back and delivered a devastating blow.
The sheer size of the fist was overwhelming; to Pyris, it was as if the world itself was coming to crush him.
With no time to hesitate, Pyris poured nearly all his mana into superspeed and void manipulation. His form shimmered as he sidestepped the strike, distorting the space around him.
But even with his effort, the guardian's punch grazed his arm.
