Victor felt all the hair on his body rise as a molten hand reached out to grab him from behind.
"Shadow blink!" Without hesitation, Victor vanished from sight.
In the next breath he reappeared behind Garo while swinging his blade forward in a merciless arc.
The legacy sword cut through Garo's body and sunk into the molten flesh like stabbing into heated butter.
Victor eyes narrowed upon noticing that he didn't deal any damage due to Garo's body turning fiery liquid at the lasy moment.
Fortunately, the sword didn't melt since the blade was no ordinary weapon.
Just as he was about to pull the sword out, Garo's lips curled in a molten grin.
His liquefied body hardened in an instant as the lava cooled into rough black stone, trapping the sword inside his torso.
"What the—?!" Victor yanked, but the blade wouldn't budge. It was like trying to pull metal out of set concrete.
From above, Maro came crashing down with his enlarged boulder sized lava fist descending like a meteor.
