Chopra's feet stood rooted into the ground, his face having shifted to the side. The hints of surprise in his eyes seemed just as resounding as the change to his strength.
Large swaths of puppets had been washed away as though tidal waves had hit them. But Theron had still managed to make it through his wall of Mana, humiliating him just the same.
And then Theron took a flip back, landing calmly on the surface of the fortress' moat without the slightest care. Water beneath Theron's feet rippled, [Aqua Resonance] taking shape once more to heal the new injuries to his fist.
Theron looked down at his hand, feeling that Chopra was indeed far stronger now. No, not just him, but the inner armor he was wearing no longer seemed suppressed. It didn't just reflect his damage anymore—it absorbed it, amplified it, and then sent it back.
It was that difference that made it feel as though his entire hand had almost just exploded just now.
