"Looks like we can't really live in the same sky!" Lyon's voice thundered, laced with an unrestrained fury that echoed across the battlefield.
"Then time to die!" The Eternal Golem's retort was cut short as Selena, descending from the sky, unleashed a torrent of sword hymns. The blades materialized with a brilliance that rivaled the sun, creating a dazzling display of lethal grace.
As the first sword hymn struck the Eternal Golem's neck, time seemed to momentarily freeze for him. From his perspective, a singular blade aimed directly at his glabella, an imminent threat that demanded his attention. Yet, for the onlookers, it was not just one sword – it was a legion, a cascade of blades standing in perfect formation, each awaiting its turn to strike.
