"We have to—!"
Kaiden, who had been about to jump down from the gate, froze. Zephyrion, who had been silently standing there all along, was gone.
The next time Kaiden saw him, Zephyrion was already standing between Jenna and the beast.
The eyes of everyone watching widened. At such a close range, if that punch landed, he would be reduced to nothing but mangled meat!
Not even one of the village elders would survive such a blow unscathed, much less a mere trainee!
Yet, under the stunned gazes fixed on him, and with the beast's massive fists tearing toward him with such intensity that violent gales rippled across the ground, Zephyrion faced it all with unshaken composure.
The next moment, he calmly reached for Demorian's metal rod. Under his touch, it lost shape instantly, then molded into a sleek gauntlet that wrapped around his arm.
