Almond entered inside and immediately spotted Melameron, who floated at the center exactly 200 meters away from him.
At that moment, his eyes flickered and stilled, his expression became flat. The only thing that remained was cold calculativeness and reign over his body.
In the next blink, he appeared right before Melameron, his sword and hands blurring, his eyes flickering with a dreamy white glow.
Sword Bending Motion. Six slashes. Divine Divider's Harvest—Perception.
The first five slashes were blocked by a hazy green sparkling barrier that flickered into existence around Melameron before Almond heard "Ayo." A thin yet wide wooden shield blocked the sixth strike.
"Marvelous."
Almond was briefly stunned, 'This one can fucking talk?'
But, of course, his body didn't stop.
Two spiky vines in drilling motions shot at him from both sides. Almond whirled on the top, shredding away them for half a second before moving as five green orbs shot at him from Melameron's fingers.
