Damon felt something in his ear explode, blood spilling down on all sides of his face, and before he could even touch the ground, someone grabbed him and threw him back into the air.
When he looked to his side, he noticed the familiar form of a man holding a spear in his hand.
Xander scoffed as he looked at Damon. "Didn't realize you would switch to a spear too."
Damon blinked and then glanced at Xander, his expression changing slightly as he took in the dense aura surrounding him.
"Did... did you just reach the seventh class advancement?"
Xander stepped onto a large branch from Ythar's body that had reached several hundred meters into the sky, his boots pressing against the bark as he casually clenched and unclenched his fist.
The air around him seemed to distort with every movement, the gravity surrounding his body becoming so dense that even the flames passing nearby were slightly bent toward him.
