Anthony watched the performance unfold before him; if this were a theatre, he would have clapped at their effort and coordination, but alas, it was not. Four colossal celestial bodies tore toward him, the sun, the planet, the moon, and the asteroid, converging from the front, back, above, and below as though to seal off every possible path of escape and ensure his complete annihilation.
Anthony did not hesitate in the slightest; how could his opponents put so much thought, effort, and coordination into their attacks, only for him to simply dodge? No, that would be disrespectful to their resolve. He had to give an adequate reply, one worthy of the scale of their assault.
He squatted on space itself, his knees dipping slightly forward as he entered a refined martial stance; his left hand rested calmly at his waist behind his back, while his right hand extended forward with poised control.
