Meanwhile, Wisdom Angel Cain's expression had grown noticeably more serious.
He stared at Cicero in surprise. "Cicero… you've improved this much!?"
"Again!" Cicero's eyes burned with determination as he launched himself at Cain once more.
But this time, Cain didn't just stand there—he struck back.
BOOMMMMMM—
Cain's sword moved so fast, it outpaced Cicero's reflexes entirely. From the moment he raised it to the moment it came down, it all happened in a blink.
And just like that—Cicero was sent flying.
"Cicero!" Ethan's eyes widened, and he shot to his feet.
"I—I'm okay, Master…" Cicero's voice came through, a little ragged, but he didn't sound seriously hurt.
Right before he would've slammed into the palace wall, a massive web of magical energy had suddenly flared to life in front of him, catching and cushioning his fall.
The web shimmered with a pure, radiant Light Force.
Clearly, it wasn't Cicero's doing…
It was Cain's.