"You're no different from the wench from before," Anthea glowered at Rui, glaring into the unfathomable darkness of his pitch-black eyes. "Relying on the power of your exotic treasures to just barely survive me. But how long is that healing fruit going to last, I wonder?"
Rui's eyebrows knitted with confusion.
It appeared that Rui's primordial core healing was so powerful that Anthea had mistaken it for the Transcendent healing fruit.
It was an amusing and flattering misconception, and one that Rui didn't intend to correct.
His fists surged forth with great speed and power as he foresaw the evolutionary's future, directing his blows to attack him where he would be rather than where he was.
"That will not work on me anymore."
WHOOSH!
Rui's eyes widened as his attack missed.
His fist blasted empty air.
Not because his opponent feinted.
But because his aim was wrong.
"You rely too much on the power of order, just like the other man before you."
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMM!!!!!
