They traded blows against each other. As the fight progressed, both of his foes were worn out, not that he was any better. "Already on the verge of the limit, Spencer?" Kyrie smiled with a toothy grin, his friend's coat reduced to just a sliver of its original size.
With only one katana left, Spencer was desperately trying to overpower his Sword Maiden. His samurai friend was on the top of a building, trying to regain his breath. As they continued to fight, their surroundings became ruins, as if the area had been turned upside down and bombarded.
It was not a bad description given the intensity of their fight. "Bastard…! I will end it all here!" With whatever energy was left in his sword, Spencer tried to push through Kyrie's blade with electricity.
