Wherever the heavy sword passed, a series of sonic booms echoed sharply, causing the space itself to crack and warp.
Bang!
Two Heaven-grade spiritual weapons clashed with explosive force, gold grinding against iron in a rapid, resonant crunch.
Magnus and Noel Ashenvale each stepped back, large breaths heavy but steady.
After that single exchange, the two combatants were evenly matched, their power surging and balancing.
"As expected of the Second Elder of the Ashenvale family," Magnus said with a gleam in his eye. "Interesting. Come at me again!"
He charged forward, the Heavy Sword gripped in both hands. Despite its weight, Magnus moved with the agility of a cheetah, his speed utterly unaffected by size or heft.
Bang!
Their weapons once more collided.
The domains formed by their sword intent and spear intent clashed and canceled out with each clash.
The intertwining sword and spear exploded violently, sending shock waves ripping outward in all directions.
