I don't feel Sebastian's presence here... Is he gone? Jian Gang thought, his eyes scanning the collapsing castle, but finding no trace of his former comrade. A pang of sadness pierced his heart, but he pushed it aside, focusing on the task at hand.
Oda, his determination unwavering, launched a relentless assault on Hila. His katana blurred through the air, each strike aimed at the Demon King's vital points.
Clang! Clang! Clang! The clash of blades echoed through the ruined castle as Oda's katana met Hila's demonic swords. Sparks flew, illuminating the grim determination on both their faces. Oda, his movements fueled by the darkness within him, pressed his attack, his strikes a whirlwind of precision and power.
Hila, his monstrous form towering over Oda, parried each blow with ease, his demonic strength and agility unmatched. He countered with his own attacks, his double swords flashing like twin serpents, their venomous energy threatening to consume Oda's very essence.
