Each swing of Rezaemon's massive great sword sent gusts of wind howling through the chamber and every clash with Evan cratered the ground beneath their feet, the sheer power of collisions attacks shaking the foundations of the facility.
For every strike Evan got in, the destruction essence ate away at Rezaemon's durability, forcing deep gashes that bled freely.
But Rezaemon acted like a warrior bred for combat, and even with Evan's attacks finding purchase, he adapted quickly, meeting every strike with brutal counters. The Forsaken Divine roared, his earth-imbued fists crashing down toward Evan like meteors.
Artemisia and Beatrix moved in sync to support Evan, both goddesses recognizing that he was their best hope of landing a decisive blow.
