Ethan rolled his shoulders lightly as if loosening stiff muscles after a long rest.
"Well then," he said calmly, "my turn."
Before the words fully settled, he vanished.
BOOM!
The ground where he had stood exploded inward as his figure appeared directly before Herios.
Too fast.
Herios barely reacted before Ethan's sword moved. A single horizontal slash cut through the air with frightening precision.
CRAAANG!
Herios raised his axe instinctively, but the impact felt like being struck by a falling mountain. Shockwaves burst outward and tore through the battlefield while his massive body was thrown backward, carving a deep trench across the frozen land.
Nearby demons were blown away like dry leaves in a storm.
"What—!"
Herios slammed his feet into the ground to stabilize himself, yet blood already trickled from the corner of his mouth.
Kiea immediately attacked from Ethan's blind spot. Her sword expanded with dark energy and aimed directly for Ethan's neck.
SWOOSH!
