Daemon's fist came crashing down onto Snow's sword with violent force.
The momentum sent Snow flying backward as both of them tore through rocks and trees like paper.
Amid the whirlwind of dust and debris, Daemon grabbed Snow by the face and hurled him into the air.
Gathering power in his core, the Valerion let out a roar, unleashing waves of slicing wind slashes skyward.
Suspended mid-air, Snow remained eerily calm, a stillness unfit for the chaos.
"Void Step."
Daemon's eyes were still fixed above—his slashes yet to land.
But Snow was suddenly beside him, his blade ignited with brilliant blue fire.
With blinding speed, Snow struck—but Daemon blocked it with the back of his hand, barely managing thanks to his lightning-enhanced reflexes.
"That speed…"
Daemon tried to counter, but found himself on the defensive—backpedaling wildly as Snow unleashed a relentless barrage.
In just a single second, the white-haired youth delivered an unbelievable number of strikes.
