Sensing that his attacks had no effect on Revona and realizing that all the power gathered in his fists vanished before they could truly strike her, Max stepped back, his expression turning solemn and focused.
The ease with which his strength was erased unsettled him deeply, yet it also sharpened his resolve rather than breaking it. He studied her carefully, as though trying to peer beyond the surface and grasp the nature of the terrifying existence standing before him.
"Is this some kind of class skill or a technique?" Max asked, his voice steady despite the storm of thoughts raging within him.
"What do you think?" Revona replied calmly, her tone carrying an unsettling confidence.
