Without further hesitation, he let his mana explode. Golden tattoos appeared on his skin, stretching down his arms, torso and up to his neck, instantly increasing his strength tenfold. His grimoire unfurled beside him, floating open, its pages vibrating under the intensity of his power.
He quickly drew his katana, the blade immediately emitting a luminous golden aura, fueled by his warrior intent. He placed himself firmly in front of Joker, ready to do battle.
Joker watched the scene with amusement, raising an eyebrow slightly, clearly intrigued.
- How interesting! You seem determined to give me a real show, Foster. I love it!
Without waiting, Foster charged. His katana sliced through the air, leaving a luminous trail of blade intent behind him. Joker didn't lose his arrogant smile, dodging the blow with almost humiliating ease, sliding to the side in one fluid motion.