Without a thought in his mind, Alex simply swung his fist. His body moved unconsciously, evading Beli's strike with much time to spare. Durendal was swung horizontally; fire burst from the blade.
Fire mana emerged from Alex's body and Durendal, burning the surroundings in an instant. The Psuedo-Phoenix's strength was unbeatable. The fire ring caused the impact to be more destructive.
A few seconds passed, and Alex's eyes regained their luster. He had been conscious of everything that occurred… but he couldn't control his body.
His senses were several times stronger, and even an insect's movement in certain proximity could be felt. Alex's body also felt lighter, as if having gotten rid of an enormous load that previously weighed down on him.
As he gazed at the aftermath of his strike, his eyes widened.
Beli coughed as he got up, ignoring the scar that ran past his abdomen. It was deep and spilt blood on the floor. His expression was strained.