The air vibrated with divine might as Ulrich and Vega stood as true gods among mortals, on the battlefield that had become their arena.
With the duo realising that there was not much separating the two in terms of physical strength and speed, they unanimously decided to get everything on their magical skills as they decided to fight the grand style of battle.
Ulrich with his eyes blazing with ancient power, launched into his first formidable attack, [Lunar Fury] as a silver arc of energy, bright as the moon itself, raced towards Vega, embodying Ulrich's wrath and centuries of werewolf heritage.
Vega, his expression calm yet mocking, countered with [Eclipse Blade]. His sword, shrouded in darkness, cut through the lunar assault. " Is that all, dog? I expected more bite," he sneered, his words sharp as his blade.
