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.
Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.
Wain's sword shone brightly in blue light as the ground trembled. Then, out of the ground burst dozens of huge ice spikes that filled the entire space while the biggest of them rushed towards Reidar.
"Damn, how much energy do you have?! This is not normal!" Reidar exclaimed as he swung his katana.
A few blue lightning bolts destroyed the ice spikes, but in their place, there were immediately others, that were even faster.
Reidar destroyed the spikes time after time while Wain continued to summon new ones, but even his energy reserves were not infinite.
'Wain, you can hardly hurt him this way. You need to change your tactics or you will soon run out of energy and then you will definitely lose.' Gladius said in a serious voice.
'Well, you're absolutely right, but I'm not going to stop.' Wain smirked as he let out even more energy than before.