Noah recklessly dove between the barrage of fuming spikes, his Blood companion took less damage than the opponent's one, he couldn't care less about his reserves if the enemy's expended more of them!
Also, he wanted to find a chance to clash directly with the copy's weapons.
When using the Third Form while in the Demonic form, the increased sharpness and corrosion of the Demonic swords could almost be neglected because they didn't directly touch the opponent.
However, if Noah managed to force a direct clash, he was sure that the capabilities of his sabers would cut his copy in half!
The copy's sabers were strangely at the peak of the second rank like his, yet, they didn't seem to carry the same corrosion nor his same meaning, they were just good inscribed weapons.
'The technique has probably tried to compensate for what it wasn't able to replicate… Well, this battle is mine anyway.'
