The palm struck the back of Alora's sword as quickly as lightning.

Clang!

Alora trembled and took a few steps back, the longsword in her hand almost falling to the ground.

"You—"

Alora's chest felt stuffy. She looked at Darryl in shock and anger after she had regained her composure.

How was that even possible? There was no fluctuation of his internal energy when the man attacked, but he nearly knocked down her longsword.

Alora had never considered that the divine power in Darryl's body was