Seven

Gael's face contorted under the pressure of Ereg's fist, which came down on his opponent's head with all its power.

Before that, the aura of death had slowed everything in its path, Ereg's lightning-fast attacks becoming so slow that Gael could dance if he wished. However, the ether obeyed no rules, even if it was death or life.

If Chaos was the perpetrator of random accidents, and Gluttony was the rebel who destroyed everything in its path, Ether was the epitome of freedom, this energy did what it wanted, but unlike Chaos and Gluttony, Ether did not seek to destroy or change anything. Ether simply existed, and no one could affect it, not even other unique forces, not even if it was death itself.

A loud crunch spread from Gael's head, and then the impact threw him sideways several hundred meters back.

Rolling over the ground in a vain attempt to regain his balance, Gael slammed into the wall with a vivid slam.