"Bastard, huh? You, insolent mortal! How dare you address a god in such a manner!!" Nerothen's seethed as his disdain for Eden grew more upon being called a bastard.
In a tone dripping with contempt, Eden twisted his right side backward, snickering, "You sure? Speaking in this tone to you fiendish gods is just basic manners for me!"
*Swish* In the next instant, he lunged forward with a swift flash, his blade swirling through the air in a decisive arc as he unleashed, "Golden Strike of Poison Claws!!!"
"Hrgh!" Nerothen swiftly reacted by dilating his eyes as his crystal blue eyes liquified as a blue hue enveloped them.
In an instant, a translucent blue shield materialized in front of him, warding off the impending strike.
*CLANG!* Eden's blade collided with the barrier, setting off a resonating clash that sent reverberations through his arms.
