Blood gushed out from the figure's severed thigh as Malakai's weapon struck.
For a moment, there was nothing but stillness. It was as though the world was still struggling to comprehend the events.
Everything that occurred during this battle could be said to be impossible. A battle between a synergy stage and a node formation evolved should be set in stone. One punch, and all was over.
The figure believed this notion, and so did every single person inside the dome. Yet, a single punch hadn't ended the battle. Even a second punch hadn't either.
A third could have, perhaps. But the synergy stage evolved hadn't been given the chance.
The result of what occurred today wouldn't be believed by many. They would call it a rumor. They would call it a lie.
But of the people in the dome, only a few had witnessed the impossible happen with their own eyes, the group of assassins approaching the scene, the figure, and the cause of the impossible: Malakai himself.
He had just made history.
