In the next instant, the plague dissolved into a cloud of smoke and materialized behind Lumine, throwing a devastating hook punch. Lumine spun around, heart racing as he saw the terrifyingly fast fist heading straight for him. It was unbelievably swift—even with the absurd [Skill] that should've allowed him to battle an Advanced, it wasn't enough against an Expert.
Unable to raise his injured left arm, Lumine instinctively shielded himself with his right. The punch connected violently, sending shockwaves through his bones and causing the ground beneath him to fracture. Lumine skidded backward, feet dragging through the shattered earth. The wind roared furiously, tossing his hair and rustling the plague's cloak. Before Lumine could even blink, the plague appeared directly in front of him again.
'Fast! He's too fast!'
