Chapter 21: A Struggling King
The storm raged on.
Lightning carved through the sky, illuminating the battlefield in violent flashes of gold and black. The air hummed with a deadly charge, thick with destruction and power.
Alex and the Thunder Wolf clashed again, their movements creating shockwaves that tore through the lands. Every time their blows met, the ground beneath them cracked and splintered, leaving deep scars on the earth.
The wolf’s muscles tensed, refusing to believe what was happening.
A mere Grandmaster should not have been able to react to its movements, let alone counter them.
Yet, Alex’s figure never lagged. Every time the wolf blurred forward, he followed. Every strike meant to overwhelm, he dodged. He absorbed or deflected a bolt of black lightning meant to incinerate him.
It was an impossibility.
Alex was strong—too strong.
The wolf’s golden eyes flickered with disbelief as it lashed out again, its claws coated in chaotic thunder. It ripped through the air with the force to split mountains apart.
Alex didn’t move until the last second.
Then—a flicker.