The metallic blade, under high-speed swings and absolute force, was stretched into a silver thunderbolt, and this thunderbolt, like the stroke of a painting on a flat surface, cleaved the frenzied appendages in two.
The Silver Knight leapt into the air, and the appendages before him disintegrated.
Like bubbles pricked by an invisible needle, no blood spilled, only illusory images that continually vanished. These illusion creations constructed by ether were easily subdued at the moment of their eruption.
A slight noise came from within Lebius, and he felt his ribs crack under the formidable repulsive force. But what truly concerned him more than his own injuries was this Silver Knight.
From beginning to end, Lebius couldn't detect a hint of ether response from him. The opponent remained silent, his power contained beneath his armor, giving Lebius no chance to probe.
