Once all people received Souls and incredible powers. Some were lucky enough to obtain the Soul of an ancient and powerful creature, but fate was not favorable to all. The world began to change, and creatures evolved. But, it was not the beginning of a new era. It was the end. A couple of months later, a dark mist appeared and destroyed the world. It was a dictate of destiny from which no one could escape. Wain Norheim was the world's best assassin and the only one who didn't get a soul. However, he was destined to gain the power to confront fate. Escaping through a portal into another world, he unknowingly began the apocalypse. Even the world failed to expel him.
Ereg realized that he was running out of time, he had to overwhelm Gael as fast as possible and was succeeding.
A few attacks from his opponent were enough for him to realize what Gael's Fourth Scar's weaknesses were. There were a few, but the most basic one was that Gael couldn't change with spheres when something restricted his movement.
Whooooooooooooooooooosh.
Ereg's foot plunged into Gael's stomach, throwing him dozens of meters forward. Wind spheres flew off to the sides to prevent Gael from colliding with them, clearing a passage for him.
"Argh!" Gael cried out in pain as a stream of blood spurted from his mouth with his face distorted.
Nila, watching the fight smiled happily. She occasionally looked at the vortex, thus she realized that Gael had not yet reached the peak of his power. Ereg, on the other hand, used his physical power to literally beat Gael as he wanted.
Step. Step. Step.