Overbearing
Oppressive pressure appeared in a blink of an eye, it was so strong it made Tristan's feet move a few inches. The Aesir in front of him seemed to transform as his eyes turned completely white, followed by a glowing aura gradually enveloped his entire body.
Feeling the overbearing pressure, Tristan knew this Aesir would be one of the strongest opponents he would ever face.
"Everyone stand back!!" Tristan shouted, lest they got injured due to the side effects of the impending battle.
Hearing the order, Tristan's companions, as well as the orcs, immediately retreated, giving more space for Tristan and Vidar.
After making sure the others had reached adequate distance from the looming destruction, Tristan returned his attention and took a deep breath while closing his eyes. The moment he opened them again, he immediately pulled the claymore from the ground and dashed forward at breakneck speed, pouncing at the glowing figure aiming to kill.