There was complete silence throughout the arena. Moments ago, Kavin hadn't even been able to land a single hit, yet now the entire battle had turned around.
Lyra, who had dominated him from the very beginning, was suddenly on the defensive.
Every movement she made appeared rushed, every dodge barely successful, and at times it seemed she couldn't even see where the next attack was coming from.
The spectators could only watch in stunned disbelief as the seemingly one-sided battle transformed before their eyes into something none of them had imagined possible.
Kavin was moving... or at least, that was what everyone assumed. In truth, no one could actually see him move.
His speed had gone beyond the point where it became a blur.
One moment he would be avoiding an incoming spell, and in the very next instant he would already be beside Lyra, his fist or kick crashing into her before anyone could comprehend how he had crossed the distance.
