Various Leaders Gather (Part 3)

Boom! Boom! B-Boom!

Her each step quaked the land, akin to the sprint of an Empyrean Tusk. And as she drew closer, her hair trailed in the wind behind her, gradually spiking in response to resemble a geyser in appearance.

The old man—Empyrean Snapper in human form—snorted upon seeing her blatant arrogance and raised an eyebrow, controlling the air in the region the moment the woman stepped within his Spirit Weapon range.

The air spontaneously moved to latch onto the woman in an effort to constrict her. However, as if she could see its movement, the woman twisted her body and jumped to the avoid, perfectly avoiding it. That wasn't all. Her body was able to move fast enough to make the evasion possible.

Of course, in response to her evasion, the old man simply cranked up the speed of his Subtle Terrain Domination and ended up constricting the woman, "Futile resistance…"

Boom!