Blow after blow followed, hooks, jabs, spinning kicks enhanced by lightning speed, but none of them touched Azzy.
He didn't use a speck of energy this time. He simply… moved.
Like water slipping through fingers. Like a shadow slipping between sunbeams.
"You're not even…" Gideon grunted, swinging again with a side kick that cracked the floor.
Azzy weaved under it and tapped Gideon's foot aside mid-air, redirecting the attack and breaking his balance without force.
Gideon landed, crouched low. "Fine."
He reached behind his back and summoned it.
FWOOOOOM.
A radiant surge of purple and silver energy split the arena in half.
In his grip now was Raiga, his soul weapon. Once gold-grade, it had evolved into platinum-tier.
