He tried to regain his balance. But Seraphina was already above him, descending from the air like a golden comet.
"Kh—!!"
Amon rolled aside.
BOOM!!
Her sword hit the ground, splitting the soil like it was paper. Dirt shot upward.
Amon jumped back, panting lightly. "Sera!... Damn, you are still so strong!"
Seraphina lifted her head, sweat running down her cheek. "I told you… I won't hold back… Even if I am tired."
She flashed forward again.
Amon crossed his weapons instinctively.
CLANG!!
The force shook his arms. His knees bent almost to the ground. Her raw strength overwhelmed him instantly.
"Ghh…!! You call this tired!?"
Seraphina didn't answer. She twisted her blade, forcing him away.
Amon used the momentum to leap back.
His shadow rippled.
He flicked his wrist.
[Shadow Clutch]
Dark tendrils burst from the ground, wrapping around Seraphina's legs.
She paused. "Oh? Nice–"
Amon didn't let her finish.
He threw his hatchet.
The dark line shot at Seraphina.
FWISH!!
