Lilith and Mia continued their clash.
The specks of snow dust could barely touch either of them with the way the movement of their blades kept slicing everything that dared to get into range.
Anywhere they went, the ground, the rocks, the fog, even the air itself, everything would be cut by a swing from the two living weapons facing each other in a struggle between the two strongest swords.
[Lilith, how are you holding up?] Marcus asked while watching his partner parrying a couple of aggressive attacks from the memory of his father.
"So far so good... but my back is hurting a little bit again and I'm still getting used to your eyes... This is really hard to do without future sight..." Lilith replied.
Mia tried to leap into the air and switched her weapon into a crossbow, proceeded by unleashing a barrage of silver arrows at Lilith, who responded by changing Marcus into a silver shield to block it.
