"Never." Kael's eyes still had actual flames burning as pupils. With the look he had, it was impossible not to be pressured by this.
Alyndra's face changed as he tried to pull his sword back, only for him to realise Kael had grabbed the sword in his two fingers of his fist. Even the gravitational energy sword has consumed wasn't coming back.
Before he could think of letting go of the sword, Kael grabbed the hand gripping the sword.
Alyndra, with trembling eyes, tried to pull it back, but it didn't budge. His hand was turning purple. This wasn't arcana; Kael's own pure physical strength was overpowering a peak Overload while being nerfed.
"Don't look at me like that." Kael chuckled at Zhenny, who was gawking at him with a widened jaw.
"I just gave away twenty more years." Kael finished with a bright smile, "This time, for physical strength."
…What? Twenty more also meant he already did twenty.
