Mournvale Abyss was saturated with corrosive power. The environment itself rejected anything stable, anything tough and unyielding. Adamant Essence had no business existing here—much less being hidden inside this guy's barrier.
And yet, the truth was right in front of Ethan.
At the core of that shield, there really was a force so hard it was almost stubborn, propping up the entire defensive structure.
The transparent lightning slammed into it.
A roar drowned out the canyon's low howl as rings of electric patterns burst across the barrier's surface. Thunderlight crawled over it, but it didn't punch through right away. The man behind the shield stood there, chest rising and falling—then a cold smile crept back onto his face.
"You're one of the few I've ever met who can fight me to a draw!"
