The massive sword in Marshal Serbal's hand struck the ground with devastating force. BOOOOOOOM! Instantly, a circular crater with a fifty-meter diameter and over ten meters in depth appeared beneath it.
SWOOOSH! Caesar barely avoided the attack, leaping back several times until he reached a relatively safe distance. Wiping the thin trail of blood from the corner of his lips, his face noticeably pale, he muttered, "Damn that sword!" This wasn't the first time he had cursed the weapon since the battle began.
The sword, three meters long and nearly a meter wide, was monstrous. Its immense weight combined with Marshal Serbal's strength rendered it nearly impossible to counter. Even the Death Halberd, forged entirely from Uracelium and the pride of the True Beginning Empire's craftsmanship, couldn't withstand that weapon in direct combat!
