Life And Death [3]

Time ticked by at an unbearably slow pace.

Damien's perception of the concept lessened as it continued flowing. With all his attention focused on withstanding Sebastian's attacks, he didn't have any awareness to spare for time.

After all, he couldn't just dodge or block, he couldn't perform in such a way that forced the battle's momentum in his favor.

At this moment, he needed to get hit. Constantly.

Mirage moved like a twisting serpent through Sebastian's never-ending barrage of punches. Its beautiful semi-translucent blade glinted with blood as it moved, creating a fierce and ethereal image.

Meanwhile, on the other hand, Sebastian's seemingly simple punches seemed to contain some sort of mysticism that Damien couldn't identify.

They were constraining.

They didn't seem supported by technique or skill. Instead, they were backed by raw physical strength and mana.

'There's a mysterious Law hidden within his mana.'