Within the intense battle, tension clung to the air like a living thing. Theodric kept leaping backward, carefully maintaining his distance as continuous whipping chains lashed toward him. Each time, his head bent at the very last moment, the dark metal hissing past him as it nearly connected.
"Is this all you have gotten? You looked at me annoyingly before, but now you are the annoying one." Dark Shackle said coldly as he retracted his right dark chain.
Theodric only clenched his teeth in response, his jaw tightening with restrained fury.
"If that's how you will keep going, then I will have to go harder at you." Dark Shackle said, swinging his right chain inward again. The chain roared through the air, ripping space apart as it rushed toward Theodric's left side.
