Bang!
The first collision shook the air itself, sending thin cracks rippling across the step beneath their feet. Their swords moved so fast that even a powerful True God standing nearby would have seen only blurs of silver and black dancing like lightning.
But for them, it seemed like a simple thing as they continued to clash for some time. Their attacks were simple; there were no fancy moves or techniques, not even a drop of divine energy was used, yet their single swings were stronger than most true gods full-strength attacks.
Despite the clash being without techniques, the sheer force behind each strike shattered the space around them, leaving cracks in the air like fractured glass.
Each strike felt like a fragment of truth, a distilled lesson from countless battles fought across millennia, passed from one swordsman to another.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
