The battle between the paladin and Levi was intense, with each fighter giving it their all. Their skills were evenly matched, and it seemed like neither one could gain the upper hand. The crowd that had gathered to watch the fight was on the edge of their seats, eagerly waiting to see who would come out on top.
As they continued to exchange blows, the paladin suddenly stopped in his tracks and raised his sword. A bright light began to emanate from the blade, and Levi could feel the heat radiating off of it. The paladin's expression turned serious as he spoke.
"You are truly strong, but you will die today," he said, his voice cold and menacing.
Levi tensed up, knowing that this was no idle threat. The paladin had something up his sleeve, and it wasn't going to be pretty. The paladin then stuck his Holy Light Sword into the ground, and the ground around it began to glow with a bright light.
