The living branches struck again and again…
They moved like whips.
But with the force of entire tree trunks.
The Ice Giant became helpless before them.
Its movement was completely restrained.
Little by little…
It began losing its form.
Parts of its body shattered.
Others melted inside the raging storm.
"His control over wind is extremely high."
the Lord of Ice whispered,
while dodging another wave of branches.
"In contrast… those branches are incredibly powerful."
he muttered.
"To possess this level of mastery over two completely different abilities and fuse them into a single fighting style…"
His eyes shifted toward his opponent.
"He truly is an astonishing lord."
In the stands—
The Fourth-Rank Lords' expressions grew more focused.
Everyone understood the battle had reached its final stage.
"Which lord will win?"
one of the lords whispered.
"It seems the Wind Lord has complete control."
another muttered.
Suddenly—
BOOOOOOM…
