Bab 404: Recklessness [Part 1]

Northern's declaration hung in the air for a heartbeat before he exploded into motion.

The twin-bladed staff Grengar whirled in his hands, its black-purple sparks leaving trails of light in the air as he charged towards Koll.

The room seemed to blur around them as Northern's enhanced speed kicked in, his form becoming a streak of darkness.

Koll's eyes widened, his emotionless mask cracking for an instant as he raised his spears to defend.

The clash of weapons rang out like thunder, reverberating through the white room.

Northern pressed his advantage, each strike of Grengar coming faster than the last, forcing Koll to give ground.

"Impressive," Koll grunted, his froggy voice strained as he parried blow after blow. "But your speed alone won't be enough!"

As if to prove his point, Koll's form suddenly split into three identical images.