"Dragon Claw Fist: Wind Dragon's Breath!"
Facing Childe's attack, Ellin clenched one hand into a fist and threw a punch.
She had created this technique herself after observing Dvalin's breath attack.
Now, her punch tore forward with devastating force.
Her faintly golden gauntlet disregarded the sharp edge of Childe's Thunder Blade entirely.
So much Anemo had been poured into it that blue-green light seeped through the gaps in the gauntlet.
The punch shattered Childe's Thunder Blade with overwhelming force, then slammed into his chest without losing any momentum.
The instant she struck Childe, blue-green light burst from Ellin's fist!
All the Anemo accumulated in her fist erupted at once, turning into an indescribable wind that surged into Childe's body.
At that moment, Childe's face twisted!
He felt an unending gale pouring into his body. Like a surging tide, it battered his internal organs, inflicting unimaginable agony.
The gale rushed into his body from the girl's slender fist, then burst through his back as a massive column of wind roughly a meter across.
After bursting from his back, the enormous column of wind shot straight up toward the Golden House's roof, making the tiles tremble with a continuous clatter.
Only after the storm had finished scouring his body did the tremendous physical force behind Ellin's fist erupt, sending Childe flying dozens of meters away.
A deafening crash rang out!
Childe's body flew backward in a black streak and slammed straight into the pool of Mora.
Countless Mora coins scattered through the air, glittering brilliantly beneath the lights.
It was a long, long time before Childe finally climbed out of the Mora pool.
He stood up, only to cough up a mouthful of blood. His face instantly turned deathly pale, and his vigor faded.
"That move of yours... is so powerful!"
Childe