On the stage, Rakan stared at Max, and then his grin returned fiercer than it had ever been.
"Seven Divine Veins.... Just how many secrets are you carrying?"
Max slowly closed his fist, and the air around his fingers compressed.
"I told you," Max said evenly. "I wanted to test my body. I never said I had shown all of it."
Rakan laughed loudly. "Good!"
He stepped forward. The War Blood Awakening within him roared back to life, and bronze light surged around his frame. He drew his fist back, gathered the full power of the First Limit, and punched with far greater force than anything he had thrown before.
Max punched as well, and their fists collided.
Boom!
This time, the outcome changed. Rakan's arm trembled, and his bronze aura convulsed violently. The force of Max's fist tore through Rakan's arm, surged into his shoulder, and swept across his entire body. Rakan's feet dragged backward over the stage, gouging two long trenches into the dark gold stone.
