The atmosphere in the arena shifted from intense to suffocating. Harlon, realizing his daggers were insufficient, reached for the hilt at his back.
With a metallic ring that echoed through the stands, he drew a long, obsidian-bladed sword.
A terrifyingly dense, pitch-black aura erupted from him, swirling around the blade like a localized storm.
Grey didn't back down. Instead, a savage smirk played on his lips. "If you're bringing out the big guns, I guess I should too."
Grey planted his feet, and his red aura flared with a rhythmic thumping sound, like a giant heart beating.
Suddenly, his arms began to swell. Muscles expanded, and thick, corded vessels popped out along his forearms as they grew to twice their original size. This was his Partial Gigantification skill.
The stands erupted in murmurs of disbelief. Hamdal leaned forward, his eyes narrowed; even Legolas and the Sword Saint Armin looked stunned.
