Dancing With Death [1]: Prince's Hall

Varian and Sia couldn't even react to the attack. Forget the level 7 Varian, even Sia, a very strong level 8 barely registered the crumbling of space.

Both of them only said 'I qu—' out of the necessary 'I quit'.

They just needed a slight moment. The blink of an eye. A fraction of a second to recite those last letters.

Booom!

The attack didn't give them that chance. If it was just a split second late…

Space was crushed. The wind was blown away. A vaccum was formed.

Due to the sheer speed at which the wind was blown away, the temperature of the air skyrocketed.

Boom!

As if a small nuclear bomb was set off, an explosive phantom fist packed with tremendous energy reached the duo.

A bright light filled the hall and the stage started cracking.

"I qui—"

Julius' lips raised in satisfaction. He already knew what would happen. The attack got them just a moment befor—

"-t"