Time didn't matter anymore.
Minutes bled into hours.
Hours into days.
Days into years.
And still—
They fought.
Joshua and Adam.
Blow for blow.
Step for step.
No audience.
No rules.
Just war painted in lightning, fire, void, and raw will.
At some point, weapons got involved.
Adam manifested twin blades—sleek, curved, humming with elemental energy. One fire, one wind. He spun them like extensions of his body, carving streaks of light through the sky.
Joshua responded with a halberd made of divine light and void metal—heavy, brutal, elegant. Every swing split the air like thunder.
CLANG!
Their weapons collided mid-air, sparks flying like fireworks. Adam flipped back, blades crossing in front of him as Joshua landed with a quake, dragging the halberd behind him like a war god on a mission.
"You're getting stronger again," Adam said, twirling his blades.
"You're still faster," Joshua shot back, smirking.
Adam lunged.
Joshua met him head-on.
