บท 476: I'm the Storm

Sparks flew around them, his blade meeting the claws in a clash of speed and power no human body could endure. Yet, he gradually switched from defense to offense. His movements blended into one another in an appalling show of fluidity and swiftness. With each second crawling by, more electric arcs danced around him, accompanying his graceful dance of wood and steel. 

Though he had a lot of fun exploring his new strength, he noticed the frustration bubbling in Soma and his weakening strikes.

Smirking in mischief, he leapt back and taunted the desperate werewolf.

"Hey. You love the moon, right? Try this."

Like a vacuum, his blade gulped the surrounding mana, sparkling as he cleaved the air vertically two meters away from his target.

SHING