Wielding his scythe with deadly precision, Ghost locked his gaze solely on his opponent.
His thoughts were etched into every swing:
"I didn't sacrifice everything… just for this."
He had given it all.
He had revealed all his cards to the world—
For one reason only:
To witness the true brilliance of that light.
But what was the point?
"What's the point if my darkness outshines your light?!"
The shockwaves kept coming—
"Fight!!"
Ghost roared with everything he had.
"Bring it all out!!!"
With every clash—every collision—
Everyone could clearly hear it—
The sound of Snow's scream.
Ghost's eyes widened as he saw it.
The size of the aura Snow unleashed was growing at a terrifying rate.
Slash!!!
Snow's sword tore through the darkness violently—
Unleashing dozens—no, hundreds—of bolts of lightning and fire—
Followed by ice and howling storms—
It looked like a natural disaster had descended.
And Ghost stood against it, enduring with everything he had.
"More!!"
