"I fear the handicap is not enough to bridge the gap between our strength," Aaron retorted sharply, his tone unwavering, refusing to diminish his own prowess in the face of adversity.
"As arrogant as ever," Chen Wo smiled, recognizing the unyielding spirit in his opponent. He knew breaking Aaron's resolve would be no simple task, a challenge that excited him.
[While your Primordial talents can't heal your eyes, your origin bloodline can. Although it will take time.]
"Doesn't matter. All I want is to enjoy this battle," Aaron replied with a grin, his voice steady and infused with genuine thrill for the combat unfolding.
Aaron seized the initiative next, summoning long threads crafted from his own blood.
They extended from his fingertips like crimson strings, glistening under the dim light, alive with pulsating energy.
Controlling the threads with the precision of a master puppeteer, Aaron directed them toward Chen Wo.
