Before Kyrian could take advantage of the opening...
He knew.
This was the moment.
The others would attack now that he was focused on the first two.
Kyrian turned immediately, not with hesitation, but with calculated precision.
At the same time.
The other two leaders finally moved.
A saber and a sword.
Coming from different directions, not opposite but angled, creating a web of attacks that was difficult to evade completely.
Both aimed at vital points.
Back. Neck. Spine. Heart.
Kyrian felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end.
He had just used the Aura of Fire. His body was still protesting, not like before, when he had nearly died using the Aura of Ice, but still. His new meridians ached. His bones burned.
His new physique could withstand far more than the old one. The newly formed meridians were wide, more resilient. The bones reinforced by the Bone of Heaven had not cracked.
But it was not limitless.
He would not be able to repeat that immediately.
