'If I remember correctly, Paragon Raizel had a lethal battle style.'
Northern whipped his hands forward, momentum shielding them as he slapped away the shadow monster's head that lashed toward him.
'His battle style… Can I replicate it?'
The problem was that he hadn't paid enough attention to Paragon Raizel's combat art—he was just starting to use Demon of Emulation at the time.
Besides, a Paragon's combat art was far more terrifying. With the little he'd glimpsed of Eli's technique, Northern couldn't even begin to comprehend how he would unravel Paragon Raizel's intricate and reckless battle art.
Making things worse, he hadn't been able to fully glimpse Eli's battle art. Whatever he'd seen was barely surface-level.
That's why he'd decided to emulate what he could and end the battle as quickly as possible.
Of course, either way, he would have won. But the fight would have dragged on needlessly.
