Bao Ren's body shot forward like a projectile, the speed of his charge shattering the ground with a sharp crack. Despite his short stature and the enormous axe he carried...
His speed was terrifying.
The wind howled around his figure, creating a vortex of dust and energy that spread across the arena. The spectators closest to the stands instinctively stepped back, shielding their eyes from the flying debris.
Many people's eyes widened.
"What speed!" exclaimed a young man, his voice filled with both admiration and fear.
"He's incredibly fast!" another agreed, barely able to follow the movement with his eyes.
"It doesn't seem possible for someone so short to be carrying such a heavy weapon!"
The enormous axe traced a horizontal arc, a trajectory that seemed capable of splitting a fortress wall in half. The double-edged blade sang as it sliced through the air, leaving behind a brilliant trail of metallic energy.
Meanwhile...
Kyrian breathed calmly.
