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The first to strike was Suan Hazer.
Mana surged through Kalduan’s gauntlets, emitting a brilliant blue light. Tracing a radiant arc through the darkness, he swung at the oncoming Tarak.
Thud! Crash…!
Every time his punches landed, flames burst forth on impact.
“Not bad,” Aidan murmured as he nimbly slipped past Suan.
Suan paid him no heed. He kept pushing forward, clearing a path through the enemy at the very front.
“…”
Watching Suan from behind, Aidan fell silent. He had caught a glimpse of Suan’s tense expression, and he knew it wasn’t just because of the intensity of the battle.
It was validation.
Aidan understood that, for Suan Hazer, this battlefield was a final chance to redeem himself for the past mistakes that had long weighed on his heart. That was why he was fighting harder than anyone else.
“Haaaahhh…!!”
Suan’s fierce punches whipped the air with razor gusts.
The 8th Form of Valvont: First Strike
As he drew both arms back and punched with all his might, the Tarak lunging at him burst apart, as if struck by a point-blank blast.
“One more…!!”
With thunderous steps, Suan dashed over the shattered remains of the Tarak.
“Suan’s...
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