Pov Xagar:
The Demonic sword in my hand seems to have enraged the 'Tear of Light', I could feel his fury, but it wasn't directed at me in any way and I just decided to ignore him.
I advanced with sword in hand, the Divine power of the Apocalypse coursing through my body granting explosive loss, boundless strength and vigor as well as an increasingly strong killing intent permeating my entire Aura.
"Hahahaha hahahahahahaha..." (I)
"..." (Tear of Light)
The joy of facing the greatest symbol of the Templars in this way so soon fills me with endless joy.
I attack with my sword and he receives it by throwing my sword to the side with his sword body before moving forward trying to stab with the sword, I flap my wings as I increase my speed forward slamming the hilt of my sword into the Tear of Light that does not move from the direction it was going.
