Chapter 24
The next spar—
Paul didn't speak.
He moved.
Full intent.
Real speed.
Real pressure.
Rudeus met him—
Head-on.
Sword God strikes—
Blended with Water God deflections—
Mixed with North God unpredictability.
No separation.
No transition.
Just—
One continuous system.
Paul stepped back.
Breathing slightly heavier now.
"…Rudy."
A pause.
"…What style is that?"
Rudeus tilted his head.
"…I don't know."
And that answer—
Was the most honest one.