Chapter 256: The Power of Destruction
Samuel's POV
The canyon trembled beneath our feet, the cracked ground steaming from the force of our clash. Dust and mana swirled like a storm, and even the sky had darkened—clouds spiraling above like some ancient god was watching.
"You're holding back," I snarled, charging forward again.
"You wish!" Owen roared.
His King's Maul met my Crimson Burst fist mid-air— BOOM! —the shockwave split the rock beneath us, a canyon-wide crater forming from the impact. Pebbles turned to dust. Trees on nearby ridges snapped like twigs.
I skidded back, the stone beneath my boots molten from friction. My knuckles throbbed, but I grinned anyway. "C'mon, Beast King. That all you got?"
"Don't tempt me," Owen growled.
In an instant, he activated Stormclaw Manifest. His fists crackled with lightning as he blurred toward me in a flash. I triggered Phantom Step, vanishing right before impact.
Behind him.
I reappeared with a roar— "Dragon Fang Fist!" —slamming my burning fist into his back.
He staggered... then twisted his torso unnaturally, grabbing my arm mid-strike.