The only reason Ivan had blocked that last strike was pure instinct.
He hadn't been able to follow the attack with his eyes. It was a kind of bewilderment he'd never experienced before.
‘I knew he'd be strong, but this is...’
His opponent was the War God's friend and a transcendent being who had surpassed the mortal realm. Ivan had expected a difficult fight, of course.
Even so, he had never imagined he wouldn't be able to follow an attack with his eyes. It was downright absurd.
Grind—. Ivan clenched his teeth.
This fight looked like it would be far more difficult and grueling than he'd expected.
First, he needed time to adjust to that ridiculous speed.
Ivan planted his foot firmly and changed his stance. He was taking a thoroughly defensive posture.
“Excellent judgment. I thought your youthful blood might get the better of you, but you’re quite composed.”...
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