A streak of silver tore through the night. In the next instant, Dune was already before Zephyrion.
"I'll kill you."
His blade thrust forward with impossible speed.
Zephyrion tightened his grip on the rod. It unfurled, molding into a dense curved shield as he dipped.
Dune's blade scraped past it, releasing a burst of sparks that lit up the dark.
Dune's gaze constricted, the shock in his eyes unmistakable. He had actually reacted?
And it wasn't just him, atop the tree, Kona's eyes widened. That speed… it was definitely mark seven speed, no, it was even faster. Yet Zephyrion had reacted!?
Kaiden and Fiona also stared at the unfolding clash with wide eyes.
The next moment, Zephyrion stepped in, erasing the distance. The shield collapsed, morphing into a short scythe as it snapped into his other grip.
His arm blurred, the curved edge slicing toward Dune's chin with a sharp scream.
