"Still Blade."
For the first time in the battle, genuine alarm flashed across the Nature King's face. He immediately threw himself aside.
An invisible blade cut through his Will and severed his arm instantly.
"What?"
He turned in shock, only to find Atticus already before him, blade descending toward his chest.
His eyes widened. Nature Will condensed instinctively around him, but the Life Weapon tore through it and carved down through his shoulder toward his heart.
The Nature King's expression twisted with rage.
Boom!
An overwhelming surge of Nature Will erupted outward, engulfing them both. Then his hand shot forward, gripping Atticus' wrist with crushing force and bringing the strike to a halt.
"You… stupid trash…" His voice trembled with fury. "Don't mistake a lucky strike for equality."
