Albrecht's voice cut through the charged air, stern and demanding.
"What is that technique?"
Julian raised his head slowly, his expression sharp and cold.
"A walking corpse like you doesn't need to know."
Before Albrecht could respond, Julian vanished from his line of sight, then reappeared right in front of him, his fist slamming toward the general's face with brutal speed. Albrecht barely had time to raise his arms in defense as the blow connected, sending shockwaves through the ground.
They clashed hard, blow for blow, muscle against muscle, force against will.
Julian's fists crackled with lightning as he unleashed a barrage of electrified punches, channeling power into orbs of lightning that hovered around him like unstable satellites. With a flick of his hand, the orbs shot toward Albrecht in rapid succession.
"Tch." Albrecht gritted his teeth and activated his command.
"Disappear, lightning."
The orbs fizzled out mid-air, vanishing as if they'd never existed.
