But Doro was too fast. He weaved left, then right, his body slipping past each strike with precise, fluid movements. The whip struck the ground, shattering stone, but he was already gone before each impact.
He was moving like a shadow—darting from side to side, closing in.
The crowd erupted, voices booming across the arena.
"Unbelievable! He's dodging every strike!"
"Look at his speed—Cora can't keep up!"
Cora's confident smirk was gone. For the first time in the battle, she looked shaken.
And Doro, his fangs bared in a determined snarl, was only getting closer.
"What's going on? I thought I had the opponent. But why…? It feels like I'm going to lose. No, this is bad for me." Doro's thoughts raced. "Should I increase the whip strike? See, this is the extent of my full limit. Coruscate. Yes, this is it. Limit Breaker." He roared as he poured everything into his body. Physical Enhancement, times one hundred. For the first time he had broken his limit.
