The drone of machinery was eternal, unceasing.
Sedon stood amidst the downpour, his black Anti-Magic Steel Armor blending into the night. His posture was tall and proud. A dark mechanical contraption covered his prosthetic right arm—its bones cast from steel, its muscles fashioned from Mighty Power.
A low rumble of thunder rolled through the sky.
A pale bolt of lightning flashed and was gone.
In the span of a breath, a figure wreathed in a bloody mist rapidly closed in on Sedon. The man's leaping body and iron fist were drawn back like a thousand-pound bow pulled taut!
The crushing pressure of death washed over him!
When Reinhardt's bloodthirsty, furious face was reflected in his eyes, Sedon's own expression was just as savage!
He let out a suppressed, hysterical roar of defiance, like that of a cornered beast. The terrifying aura of an Earth Knight warped the very air and darkness around him!
He would not retreat a single step!
