"Judgment."
A soft whisper, yet it contained an irresistible command.
Space solidified, restricting Alfred's movements like a mire; countless light spears instantly condensed from all directions, shooting towards Alfred, as if to shoot him down in mid-air.
"Flow!"
A faint water curtain appeared around Alfred. The water curtain was very thin, and the shallow Flowing Water couldn't even hide Alfred's figure.
Although this water curtain didn't appear as grand as the previous torrent in reality, every light spear, upon contact with the water curtain, instantly reverted to its elemental form, returning to the surrounding environment.
"Cut!"
Sword raised, Alfred slowly cut downwards. Invisible belief converged on the blade, and the compressed, solidified space expanded once more at this moment.
"Flash! Slice!"
As space expanded again, Alfred stepped across the distance between them, instantly appearing before Elthorp and simultaneously swinging his sword.
