"You swing like you've never been hit before—"
BOOOM
Archon didn't even let Nux finish. He wasn't here for senseless chatter; he only wanted the enemy gone. He created distance between them and unleashed another blade, this time much faster than before, and this time—
His blade struck something.
Archon was sure of it.
A black line formed in the air as his blade met resistance.
Archon grinned.
Got you.
He thought inwardly as he pushed harder, putting more strength into the attack to finish it for good.
The black line widened into a fracture, cracking the very space around it. Yes, just this impact alone was destabilizing the space in the World.
But then—
Archon's blade… stopped moving any further.
At all.
His muscles strained, he flapped his wings, generating more strength, the halo behind his head buzzed strongly, injecting more and more Light energy into the attack but…
The blade did not move one bit.
Finally, Archon looked at the enemy and he saw…
