Asher moved first—more out of instinct than strategy.
He raised the dragon blade and swung with everything left in him.
Like before, it simply appeared in front of R.
But this time, it didn't land.
R tilt his head slightly. His fingers twitched.
And the slash—so powerful it once split him in half—shattered mid-air, breaking apart like brittle glass.
"That won't work again. Did you really think I'd fall for the same trick twice?"
"I told you before… if you really want to beat me, then learn a law."
Asher raised an eyebrow "What do you mean? Isn't my regeneration… my law?"
R stared down at him, then slowly shook his head. "No. It's not."
"You heal fast. Big deal. You hit hard. Sure. But you never learned how to change the world around you. You just kept healing yourself."
He raised one hand toward the sky. Red lightning rippled out like veins across the clouds.
