CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!
The rumble of Leonel's poem seemed to resonate with the world, dimming the depth of Amery's night and the brightness of his day. His defenses became airtight, his spearmanship taking another leap forward.
The raging battle intent in his eyes seemed to become as calm as a chilly lake, but it was precisely this controlled battle intent that made one's heart grow cold.
He took a step to the side, parrying Amery's assault.
"One spear to connect the earth and skies."
Leonel's voice rumbled again and his spear tip met the perfect crossing of Amery's two blades, thrusting through the two of them at precisely the same time and disrupting the flow of his attack. A streak of spear light shot through the vast darkness above, becoming a dividing sign between Amery's Natural Light Realm and the rest of the world.
