Seth's feet pushed against the earth with a sudden burst of strength enough to propel him backwards, the moment he moved a blur ripping through the wind like a projectile, narrowly scraping against his skin.
Leaving a thin trail of blood, as both parties zipped into motion continuously, his calves clenching with a grip of strength enough to crush a mountain, he caught himself abruptly and moved to lean forward.
His eyes glowing bright as he tracked the rapid and erratic movements of his foe, tearing through the wind crushing through the sound barrier like it was a thin sheet.
Seth got into the appropriate form and launched himself forward at a dazzling speed, we are talking a speed twice that of a pinnacle-level awakened, burning with an efficiency of a silver human.
Silver streaks were drawn in his wake, his blurry trail lining through the forest, moving so fast the roaming defileds couldn't even react.
