When Phantoms summoned their Spirits and released their auras, all eyes were on their embodiments.
It was only natural, as the next stage of the battle depended on it.
However... no one forbade a fighter from going straight to the next stage if they had the opportunity.
Fromund decided to do just that.
"Agh!"
Adam gasped rolling over the dusty ground a few times before stopping. Instinctively, to avoid being in a vulnerable position, Adam got down on one knee, regaining his balance.
He raised his arms ready to block Fromund's next attack. He didn't think Fromund was going to stop there.
"Gha!"
Streams of blood gushed from Fromund's mouth as he hesitantly stepped back, seemingly ready to fall from the sharp pain, his legs trembling.
Trying to realize what had happened, Adam looked up and his eyes went wide for a moment.