"Crossfire Sword!" he roared, and his sword was surrounded by a strange, powerful fire that struck backward in two powerful semi-horizontal attacks in the shape of a cross.
These attacks were so powerful that Jenna couldn't defend herself against them. She was struck fiercely and sent flying in a certain direction.
But a strange smile blossomed on Jenna's face when this happened, despite the huge wound on her chest.
A smile that made the man who had just struck her realize he had made a mistake.
She soon slammed into one of the tanks, the main one from behind, taking it by surprise. Perhaps fear or the impact itself caused his ability to be deactivated for a moment, allowing Elliot to jump forward and dodge lightning bolts flying toward him.
This allowed him to face one of the tanks, the secondary one, finally.
He met him head-on, his hands ablaze with fierce flames that struck his sword without losing their power or being affected.
'He's powerful.' Elliot thought.
