"You've lost, Guren Lewyn..."
"Argh!" Guren cried out, trying to pull his hand away from Leon's foot—but he failed.
The pressure was immense, like an iron bar pressing into his arm.
Fury erupted within him as he glared at Leon with hatred.
"Damn you, Leon! Did you really think I'd go down that easily?!"
As soon as the words left his mouth, he clenched his left fist. In an instant, dark power burst from his body.
*Boom!*
The explosion surged upward and swept away everything nearby.
But Leon stood unfazed—calm and composed, as if the blast hadn't touched him.
He brought his middle and index fingers together and pressed them against Guren's chest.
A moment later, the dark power scattered, as if blown away by the wind.
Guren's eyes widened in disbelief.
"How did you do that?!" he asked, his voice trembling with fear.
Leon simply smiled, offering no explanation.
The truth was simple—he had sealed the source of the dark power.
