Tiban's gaze was trembling.
"…You withstood it?"
How was that possible?
Yet Atticus maintained his calm indifference as he slowly raised his palm.
The next moment, his Will condensed into a massive pulsing orb before blasting forward in the same breath.
Tiban's eyes contracted violently.
"Tch! What do you take me for?"
His Will rippled outward, rapidly forming a dense golden dome around him.
If Atticus could withstand his attack, then naturally he could withstand Atticus' as well.
Atticus' attack carried far less environmental destruction than Tiban's. Yet the moment it collided with the dome, Tiban's eyes suddenly trembled as his Will began corroding at the point of impact.
"What…"
The dome tore apart the very next instant.
The orb slammed directly into Tiban, sending him hurtling backward as overwhelming pain ravaged his body. By the time he crashed beside Dunot, his body had already been reduced to a pitiful state.
