Jared unleashed Blazing Stride to its absolute limit. His figure flickered like a phantom through the cage of sword shadows while the Dragonslayer Sword guarded his vitals. Each collision churned his organs until blood threatened to boil.
“Is Jared trying to get himself killed?” Flaxseed stomped the ground, panic twisting his face.
“He’s probing Lester’s strength,” Ararat said, voice gravel-deep. “Lester’s style is raw and domineering. There’s barely a flaw for Jared to seize.”
Inside the arena, Jared’s predicament worsened with every breath. Lester‘s blade accelerated past human sight. Compressed sword energy forged a tiger’s illusory shadow that lunged, crimson jaws yawning wide for Jared’s throat.
The tiger’s illusory shadow roared. The shadow wafted through the air. Jared‘s eyes hardened with irrevocable resolve. From deep within, a surge of marked aura tore loose, flooding his veins and draping the Dragonslayer Sword in rolling black mist that seemed to drink the daylight.
“Marked Dragon Slash!”
A Black Dragon formed by the marked aura soared through and clashed with the tiger’s illusory shadow.
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