The powers of Vainglory were unlike anything I had ever encountered.
He could impose his own truths upon the world.
And the world would answer him.
It granted him a false glory, accepting whatever he declared as absolute truth.
He was literally a creature who forced reality itself to indulge his arrogance.
And this ability of Amplification could turn the smallest wound into a fatal one.
There were probably more abilities like it that he had yet to reveal.
With that crown resting above his head, August remained exactly where he had stood from the beginning.
He hadn't taken a single step since our battle started.
Yet he had completely dominated the battlefield, like a king ruling over everything within his domain.
"Fine, then."
At that moment, I understood something.
This wasn't a battle I could win by trying to reason through every possibility.
Instead, I decided to focus entirely on fighting and adapt to whatever he threw at me.
With a single step...
