Specter King Arkalon descended like a meteor, slamming into the ground directly before Robin. The instant his monstrous form collided with the Shield of Nexus, the defense shattered with a deafening crack, fragments of spiritual energy scattering like shards of broken glass flung into the wind. The carefully woven soul technique dissolved as though it had never existed. A cruel, predatory grin stretched across Arkalon's hollow features. His voice dripped venom, deep and mocking: "And where do you think you are going, my new right hand? This isn't a good behavior, we should get to know each other better."
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