The golden spear of gargantuan proportions descending like firm judgment from the skies met a veil of purplish black, akin to a shield. The two forces clashed in the air as the Calamity looked at the golden beam below, and caught it with both hands.
However, even though it had caught it, the spear had managed to reach its chest, although it had failed to penetrate it.
The onslaught of magic stopped for a moment, as purple rings began to rise from the body of the abomination, but before it could truly act, Something kicked the spear forward, driving it to his chest and finally making a small wound.
Alan flew up and kicked the Ame-No-Sakahoko further towards the Calamity, managing to wound the godly abomination, though small. He had created one more wound in that near impenetrable defense.
Immediately afterward, he grabbed the spear with one hand, using it as leverage to land a spinning kick right at the neck of the abomination.
'...Urgh.'
