402 Leave (Part 2)

Lith's seven eyes burned with mana and determination. The punch was unbelievably fast, but telegraphed. He dodged before Treius's arm even started to move and conjured at the same time an air cushion.

The moving fist produced shockwaves in the air which Lith surfed like a wave thanks to the air cushion. The maneuver made him avoid the blow with ease. Treius reacted by twisting his hips and aiming the next punch were Lith was supposed to land.

A sudden jolt of agony made him miss the target by almost five meters (16'). A second and a third one forced him to fall on his knees, his stomach twisted in a knot.

'I cut off all my pain receptors, why do I still feel it then?' Treius saw the Gatekeeper appear in Lith's hands amid blazing emerald flames. He knew no blade could hurt him, but nonetheless he felt fear.

'I don't know.' The Black Star replied, experiencing terror for the second time in its life.