The Hellfire Moon was cut into two even splits, the two sides falling into different places. And by the time they exploded, splurging fire everywhere, Kaelthorn had already made his escape.
Vale was stunned. He cut the Hellfire Moon into two? His eyes narrowed as he focused more intently on Kaelthorn. "How did you do that?"
The man sneered. "I should tell you how my power works so you can counterattack in the best way?"
Vale shrugged. "It's worth a try."
If Vale had to guess, Kaelthorn's power must lie in cutting. The man's essence felt like blades and sharp objects when they clashed, and him cutting the Hellfire Moon only made his suspicions grow.
'...even all my sword slashes have no effect on him, can it be related to his power? He's also fast, but each time he's ready to deliver a powerful attack he needs to slow down and ground himself...'
