Chapitre 36: World Academy V

The figure leapt forward, its claws a blur of darkness slashing through the air. Asher shifted his weight, sidestepping with precise timing, eyes sharp as he tracked the creature's every movement. With a fluid counter, he struck back, his blade slicing through the figure's arm. Shadows spilled from the wound, curling around his weapon before dispersing into the mist. The creature, undeterred, lunged again, its attacks growing fiercer, each movement more rapid and unpredictable.