Speed

Even if hundreds of opponents were to attack him, if no one could hit him, nothing mattered!

Dilan's speed more than doubled for a quarter of a second as he exerted the Zephyr Step Movement technique.

He shot out of the encirclement while slashing his longsword diagonally, cleanly beheading one of the Shadow Wolves.

Simultaneously, the gift he had left behind was unveiled. A small blob of dazzling light now levitated at the spot Dilan had been standing at a moment earlier.

The blob of dazzling light burst open, releasing a bright shining light. Dilan had his eyes closed but his lips uptilted when he heard the pained whimpering that originated from the remaining Shadow Wolves.

'There might not be any shadows without light, but that also has its limits.'