It seems like only this could feel satisfying.
This level of battle allows no interference; no one can set foot here. Within the dazzling white world, they are as if in a fairytale dream. The white dwarf, as hard as diamond, is in utter disarray, a scene of devastation, with shattered crystals still reflecting dazzling brilliance.
The brilliant radiance flickers like a rainbow halo, scattering freely over both their surfaces, a sign of the explosive expansion of power.
They transform into one bright and one dark stream of light, colliding madly with an overwhelming frequency, separating, and crashing together again...
They exhaust each other's final power, freely venting in this battle that could not be absolutely dominated.
