The bridge broke with a deafening crack, and both combatants plummeted outside the barrier.
Three-dimensional space was its natural domain.
Its wings extended while dragging Elio away from the wall, a cruel smile forming on its face. In the air, without support, the human should be easy prey.
'A clean cut,' thought the Artromus, its free claw heading for Elio's neck. 'And I'll be 10% closer to...'
'No!'
The realization hit like lightning. Of course! This wasn't just any human. The inexplicable strength, the increased power... Elio had to be the Von title bearer.
That could explain things.
But before it could fully process this revelation, something impossible happened.
Elio's body began to glow, and in a fluid movement with a reaction speed that shouldn't be possible, he raised his arm. The plate of his armor, that creation of the god the Artromus so despised, intercepted its attack.