Outside of the spiritual dimension forged by the mass of souls, Seiya and Tengo's corrupted body were at the end of their rope and it was only through Seiya's carefully placed attacks and evasive maneuvers was he able to contend for as long as he did despite losing the moon's favor.
'' This next attack, let's end this!!! '' Seiya screamed as his left fist was glowing with a bright white hue.
The silent Tengo charged at Seiya at the same time as the prince would, their thoughts were aligned.
To strike the other down and by the time the two of them collided fists, a bright collision of white and black emerged from one another's body as Seiya felt his ice cracking heavily while Tengo's armored arm cracked as well.
The both of them screamed at the top of their lungs as their power continued to amplify until it inevitably ran dry.
