"HAAA!"
CLASH!
The seven Liams confronted each other, their golden irises flickering with wrath and animosity. Their flowing blonde hair was tossed about by the gusts of wind as the heavens above blazed with a crimson hue.
The surrounding terrain was a scene of devastation, with demolished structures and debris strewn everywhere. The clamor of conflict filled the air, with lights of
The seven Liams formed a ring, brandishing their respective
Claws, teeth, swords, even the wind, the lightning, and the earth.
The seven Liams cautiously circled each other, assessing their opponents. The air was heavy with the anticipation of their impending brawl, and the world around them appeared to suspend its breath. Then, without any warning, they lunged forward once more.
