Koushiro's expression began to darken frightfully. He initially thought that he could easily win the duel, yet he was then on the losing end.
Crack!
Spreading his palm, he yanked his katana out and started using a weapon.
When the katana was pulled out, another stream of magma spurted out. This time, it did not only gush out but also flowed in all directions.
Soon, the magma reached Koushiro's feet, but the man remained unmoved. Even when it enveloped his feet, he did not budge an inch. Clouds of white mist began wafting out of the magma, during which he inhaled deeply. He swiftly absorbed the heat within the magma in great quantities and transformed it all into energy.
The magma similarly flowed to Jacob's feet, but the man was not bothered either. It was as though he was not the person standing in the blistering heat.