Fleeing

"Boom!!"

Golden flame and black lightning clashed.

David's two arms and wings were holding the knife, fanatically clashing with Vourde in a fluid motion.

Vourde was surrounded with arcs of black lightning. Vast amounts of electricity sparked on his body, enclosing it like nets.

The two had been exchanging moves while remaining in a stalemate for a while now.

Vourde had been getting unsatisfactory results. He'd even activated dark thunder to increase his reflexes and speed, but to no avail. At this point, it was a matter of who had better endurance and resilience.

But as the king of this land, it was the first time he had to fight someone for this long. Plus, his body was way too big: every move required a vast amount of energy.

He had always crushed opponent with sheer strength before, but this one…