Sparda's sword smashed heavily on Mundus's Wall of Sighs.
A deafening clang that could pierce one's eardrums came, and sparks erupted on the point where the sword hit the shield. The shield completely blocked Sparda's sword while shining with grayish-white light. But no matter how hard Sparda gritted his teeth and exerted his strength, his sword could not advance an inch.
Inside the shield, Mundus clicked his tongue in pity at Sparda and mocked. "Sparda… if I were you, I wouldn't have gotten up just now, lest I have to lie down again."
"Shut up, Mundus!" Sparda roared at Mundus before turning to Roy. "Aren't you going to help?"
Roy grinned and did not waste any time. Holding Frostmourne, he burst into the air and stabbed at Mundus's shield. At this moment, the Red Dragon Emperor's Gauntlet on his right arm erupted with intense red light. After accumulating power to the limit, Roy's attack had sixty-four times his strength!
