Dealing with divine powers
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Te Black angel moved so fast that even the captains of the guards of the Hiraani couldn't properly grasp his movements, it was as if he was moving through space-time directly— teleporting in simpler terms.
He was strong and had something that the others did not understand, something most mortals in this world wouldn't understand.
However, Eon was different.
-Clank!
-Clunk!
The opponent wasn't using his bare hands anymore. There was a dagger that seemed to be made up of some kind of crystal in his hand, a dagger so well crafted that even the dwarven craftsmanship was dull before it.
It was a divine artifact, Eon could tell at a glance, an artifact that was above anything that existed in this word. A weapon that one could even compare with the Soul armaments that only a handful of people actually possessed.
"I underestimated you severely, young master Axion. You certainly aren't just a strong 'young' boy."