Chapter 118
Most of the audience had assumed the fight was over the moment Ronan was sent crashing into the stage. The sheer impact left a crater even larger than the one Blazer made. It seemed impossible for anyone to rise after that kind of blow.
But they were wrong.
They had watched Ronan fight with nothing but his fists, holding his ground impressively—so much so, they'd forgotten the most important detail: he was a Blade Master.
Now, standing amidst the dust and ruin, Ronan raised his dual blades in front of him. His once calm, violet eyes now glowed with an intense, almost otherworldly light. The atmosphere shifted.
"Let's roll," he said calmly—and vanished.
Argon didn't flinch. Instead, he punched forward, releasing a wave of compressed gravity. The force surged toward Ronan like a collapsing star, threatening to crush anything in its path.
