Jojo stomped the ground hard, unleashing a roar. It looked like she was about to charge into the heat of battle. There simply wasn't anything "delicate" about her roar at all. One would have thought that it came from the throat of a bear-like man.
She swung her sword forward and the claps of thunder echoed. Then she swung with all her might.
It looked like a wide swing, one where practically every part of her body was exposed to counter attack. It felt like the most foolish thing one could do in a battle amongst elites, and yet there was something about the way she moved that made Ryu feel that, at least to another World Sea Realm expert, there would be no holes to exploit at all.
BANG.
The pillar suffered a strike, a gash appearing upon it that quickly healed. Then, a pillar of light shot into the skies.
Jojo pierced the sword into the ground, standing valiantly like a warrior on the peak of a mountain: bold and righteous.
