"Isn't Dalen being overly confident by not using the Evasio Incantation to face an ascetic priest head-on?" Aurora frowned. She had been rooting for him, but this unexpected decision caught her off guard.

"I don't think he's being reckless. If he agrees to this, he must have a solid plan," Alicia said thoughtfully.

While she didn't fully grasp Dalen's strategy, she could sense his strength. Nevertheless, his overconfidence was a cause for concern.

"Okay, kid. Let's see how capable you are." On the battle ring, Thaddeus twirled his long blade. His true energy surged and filled the space with his imposing presence.

The Voidcleaver in his hand emitted a blue glow and a low, ominous hum, with arcs of energy flickering around the blade. It was a daunting sight.

Facing Thaddeus' charged attack, Dalen stood with one hand behind his back and the other lightly holding a folding fan.

His expression remained serene. He seemed unaffected even under the weight bearing down on him.

"Stormstir