The auras of death and calmness clashed on the horizon. However, before Vesuvius analyzed the situation, the world turned white, everything gone, leaving only an endless space of pure whiteness and holy energy behind.
The shockwaves once again rippled the space, and the angelic blades once more smashed against his barrier, cutting through it and releasing blades of pure light that continued toward the dragon, dissolving with each centimeter they passed.
The dragon disappeared and rematerialized further away in the white space, more and more of his energies flowing to reinforce his barrier. The lights flashed around him in a kaleidoscopic mosaic as the angels circled at staggering speeds.
The ripples after the impacts of the angelic attacks sent waves across the protective bubble around him.
