Chapter 55: Eldrich Vs.Bale [2]
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The air grew impossibly thick, a tangible, suffocating heat that radiated from Eldrich Lionsheart. The pillar of fire-red mana that surrounded him wasn't just a feeling; it was an active, visible force, a visual representation of his destructive power. He raised his wooden sword, and the mana coiled around it, its surface now glowing with an incandescent light. This was it. This was the finishing move.
For Instructor Bale, the sight was terrifying. He is a master in the blade, but this was a force of nature that he couldn't comprehended. He was a reverend practitioner of the sword; Eldrich was a living calamity. He knew he couldn't block it, couldn't deflect it. He could only brace for impact, a silent acceptance of his defeat.
