Luke smiled as he held his sword, his gaze fixed upon his target, his battle will was unwavering in the face of the cornered Dragon God. The God of Chaos kept his laid back stance in the air, his aura calm as a lake.
Unlike his common approach of striking the enemy with all his strength focused in one critical strike, he was more laid back and collected in this match. Luke simply stood, and began to pour chaos energy into his sword, the action making his sword to give off a soft purple gleam.
The Dragon God who stood adjacently to Luke smiled weakly as he began to garner energy for the battle. He maintains the smile with his gaze fixated on the elven god, his aura growing fiercer with every passing second.
The Dragon God took a stance, and suddenly, his eyes which were settled upon Luke shot out a ray of bright purple light. His energy which he had been garnering for a while suddenly exploded, and a sudden change occured in the aura of the Dragon God.
