As the battle began, it was Laon who struck first, making full use of his range advantage. With a swift motion, he drew back a golden aura string that appeared the instant his hands moved. An arrow of pure radiance materialized, pulled and ready to be unleashed.
Ren answered with speed, surging forward like a comet tearing through the air. But just as he closed the distance, the golden arrow fractured, splitting into dozens of smaller bolts that scattered in every direction before raining down on him.
Clicking his tongue, Ren shifted course midair, conjuring crackling lightning platforms beneath his feet. He darted from one to the next, narrowly avoiding the storm of arrows.
Each projectile, though weaker after splitting, still carried devastating force, every impact tearing apart the battlefield, shattering stone, and sending chunks of debris flying.
