Kwaaaa…!

Raven had restricted his output to only half of his full power. However, Isla was revealing his spirit to the fullest from the get-go. A translucent force of unprecedented power swirled around Isla’s body and advanced like a fog pushing back the darkness at dawn.

“Ugh!”

Fiona pulled her greatsword from behind her back like lightning and clenched her teeth. She was forced to take several steps backwards.

The wave of spirit issuing from her opponent took the shape of a griffon with outstretched wings high above his head. The eyes of the Knight King blazed with a dark flame as he stood in place.

“Heugh! Huagh…!”

Fiona gasped in front of the overwhelming spirit. It seemed to burn not only her body, but her soul as well. It was as if an invisible hand was tightly wound around her heart.

What was this power?

A little while ago, she had been excited to fight against King Pendragon and the Knight King of Valvas. However, all of her anticipations had vanished like a lie.

‘You don’t know them.’

Her brother’s previous words came to her mind.

She really had no idea...