A place where the sky was rumbling.
Where a scene of destruction had already taken place.
It was the place where two people were standing.
A man with a bulky build whose hands were holding a scythe.
His face was getting ugly, with his eyes bloodshot and saliva spurting from his mouth.
On top of him was a bright red orb with liquid.
A bright red orb that was giving the impression of something hideous.
Brown aura and orange fires were supplying the blood-red orb in the air, making it even more destructive.
And, in front of the scene, there was a young man with his hands holding his sword.
His breath was calm, with his blood-red eyes eradicating tranquility.
His body was slender, and his breath was stable.
He slowly lowered his gaze while taking his position for the incoming attack.
"TAKE THIS!"
With a loud shout, the man lowered his scythe aiming at the boy in his front.
