I continued forward toward the front of the fleet. The white sails of Commander Seven's vessel gradually became clearer as I approached, standing out among the crimson banners surrounding it.
I had covered barely half the remaining distance when a brilliant beam of condensed soul force suddenly erupted from the ship ahead and crossed the space between us almost instantly.
The attack was fast but not fast enough for me.
Without slowing down, I simply raised my hand. Silver-violet soul force gathered around my palm and the beam shattered against it, dispersing into thousands of glowing fragments that scattered harmlessly through the air.
A second beam followed.
Then a third.
Then ten more.
The attacks arrived from different angles, converging upon me in a coordinated pattern clearly designed to test my abilities before I ever reached the ship.
I continued flying.
