He was making Darkness obey. Maybe, it was where the problem lay.
If he remembers correctly, the other party, he meant, Nyx was allowing Darkness to move.
Nero's eyes narrowed.
He remembered her words.
Darkness swallowed.
Devoured.
Adapted.
Changed.
His grip loosened.
He stopped trying to force the Law into shape.
The Darkness around his body began to settle.
The clone moved.
Nero didn't.
She appeared before him.
Her fist came forward.
This time—
Nero moved with it.
Instead of creating a barrier, he let Darkness flow over his body.
The fist struck.
BOOM!
Nero was pushed backward.
But he remained standing.
His eyes sharpened.
The Darkness had moved with the impact.
Instead of resisting the force head-on, it had redirected part of it.
He understood.
Nero smiled faintly.
For the first time since the battle began—
The clone stopped.
Nero vanished.
He appeared at her side.
His sword swept forward.
She blocked.
Nero allowed the blade to dissolve.
