"Nuclear Metoria: Implosion!"
"Space Metoria: Shockwave!"
The green-colored fire and the shockwave of nowhere had collied together with the jackal, and the younger twin started to fight to each other. As the tradition of the war in Midgard, once the commander battled the commander. No one shall attack each other, which is the reason why no one attacks anymore. Rather, both of the parties had cleaning their bodies with both of the commanders are attacking.
After the collision of the green fire and the colorless magic, the strong shockwave echoed that the attack itself had pushed many people back for a few steps with the younger twin continued.
"Darkness Metoria: Darkness Pike!"
The younger twin threw a pair of pike made by his metoria magic and hurled it towards the jackal with the man countered the pike using his green-colored fire magic. And he replied it with a ball of fire that he hurled it towards the younger twin.
