Time

"Come on! Don't stop! I'm sure you have something to answer me with!" Axalt exclaimed, ramping up his tempo and intensifying his flame.

Wain mechanically parried his attacks and was focused on something else. He was talking to Blind Sorcerer.

'That to win, I should know his moves ahead of time? Huh, good idea.' Wain responded, and his aura intensified.

He fended off the attack, and a gray robe and a tight eye patch appeared on him.

"Sorry to keep you waiting." Wain smiled and pulled the blindfold off.

He opened his left eye, which had an hourglass sign in its pupil. Wain activated the third form's special ability, and the world stopped.

Axalt, the flaming sword, and flame particles froze in the air and turned gray. Then a phantom image began to emanate from the flaming sword with a precise impact trajectory.

'This is it!'

Peace returned to normal, and Wain masterfully dodged the attack and immediately counterattacked.