CLANG! CLASH! BOOOOM!
Ethan moved around emitting lightening flickers.
He blocked one strike, twisted his body to dodge another, and parried a third. Each collision sent violent shockwaves through the battlefield. Sacred light and cursed fire collided again and again, tearing the surroundings apart.
A cursed blade grazed Ethan's side.
Dark flames clung to his armor, hissing as they tried to eat into his flesh. The curse spread instantly, black veins crawling along his skin.
Ethan gritted his teeth.
Light burst from his body, burning the curse away with a sharp hiss. The flames screamed as they vanished.
Agros's eyes widened slightly.
"You can even burn curses and heal your wounds?" he snarled, his expression twisted with disbelief.
It wasn't that he had never seen such people. Most who wielded such power were special beings, those blessed by the Goddess herself.
Yet at a glance, this man didn't seem special at all. And still, he was hoarding far too many secrets.
