Raul, empowered by his essence blood, had reached a level of strength that was frighteningly close to the 7th and even 8th level of the Legend Rank. His aura surged like a tide of blood, his insects radiating a savage power that made the entire battlefield tremble.
Yet what shocked him to the very core was not his own strength—but Max's ability to match it without faltering. Raul's eyes widened slightly, his confidence cracking. Max was only at the peak of Master Rank, yet here he was, clashing with him blow for blow, with no sign of being overwhelmed.
It was something Raul could not accept, and more importantly, something that made fear coil inside his heart.
