"You don't have to think too much about it," Hemel stated, his voice composed and reassuring. "Think of it as a token of my apology."
He appeared right before Raven, his hand resting on Raven's shoulder.
The speed at which Hemel moved was so astonishingly fast that Raven couldn't even perceive his shadow or comprehend the swiftness of his movements. It dawned on him that if Hemel were to use this speed, he would have no chance of victory.
The real strength of Hemel far surpassed what he had initially anticipated. He wasn't the only one taken aback; even the Vice Guild Leaders were left in stunned silence. Despite their levels being in the 200s, they were unable to follow Hemel's movements.
If there was anyone present who could match Hemel's usual speed, it was Hemel himself.