Chapter 56: Cht 56: Battle With Unknown Beauty
The ocean’s depths were a realm of quiet power, where light barely touched and the pressure of the water was both soothing and suffocating. This world, full of ancient secrets and creatures born from the deep, seemed alive—almost sentient—as if the sea itself held its breath, waiting.
Gin drifted weightlessly, his brown hair swirling around his face like a halo in the dark blue sea. His neon green eyes glowed with intensity, reflecting the murky depths. His body was poised, muscles taut, ready for the battle that was about to unfold. The water around him rippled slightly, as if acknowledging his presence.
Across from him, a woman appeared from the swirling currents, her royal blue eyes locked onto him with unwavering determination. Her brown hair floated around her face, curling and twisting like threads of silk. She was no stranger to the power of the ocean—she was the ocean. Her body radiated an aura of liquid strength, and the water around her moved as though it obeyed her every thought.
Gin’s gaze hardened as he spoke, his voice a soft current in the vast silence. "This is my domain. Step aside, and we won’t have to fight." He knew he can’t fight underwater for too long nor his element affinity is high enough to overpower her. Still he pretend to be tough as much as he could.
The woman’s lips curled into a smile that seemed to ripple through the water itself. "You intrude in my territory. You will understand the true power of the ocean after I’m done with you."
Without another word, she raised her hands, and the water responded. Waves surged from her, curling around her arms like living creatures, twisting and shifting in sync with her movements. The ocean itself through few km bent to her will.
Gin’s eyes flashed, his muscles coiling with intent. He wasn’t afraid of the water. He had used the water in his past life battles. But this... this was different.
The first attack came without warning—a spiral of water shot out from the woman’s hand, aimed directly at Gin. It was like a whip, coiling with deadly intent, crackling with the fury of the deep.
Gin dodged with ease, moving like liquid himself, his body flowing through the water, and his feet pressing against the ocean floor to propel him into a graceful somersault. As he twisted through the air, he countered with a strike—his hand extended, and a jet of water shot from his palm, clashing against her attack. The two waves collided, sending ripples through the water in every direction. Still Gin’s one fell short by very far. Only reason why he could contend with her is because he fused slight soul energy in the attack. But he didn’t overdue in amount as he doesn’t want her to die from, unable to defend his soul energy.