Viktor made the next move, switching to his most formidable technique. Metal streamed from various points on his body, reshaping into dozens of razor-sharp tendrils that whipped around him like metallic tentacles—his Nano-Blade Projection.
"Now we see what the Academy Eleven prodigy is capable of," Lucas murmured. "Those nano-blades can slice through standard level 3 armor like paper. I have fought someone like this before. Gave me hell,"
In the observation deck, even Commander Albright looked momentarily concerned. "Dangerous technique for a first-year to attempt," he said to the official beside him. "Requires exceptional neural connection to control that many independent vectors."
Adrian recognized the threat immediately. The nano-blades could slice through his defenses if he wasn't careful, potentially ending the match—or worse. He needed a solution, and fast.
