"Do you think you are greater than that person?!"
Freya's anger clearly pounded against his eardrums, and the undeniable rage turned into a killing intent that suppressed Roland.
"Stop being so full of yourself! Punk! Incomplete and weak humans, mere mortals, who are you to question the agents of the gods?"
The clashing light blades deflected off each other, scattering particles like fireworks. The Nightingale, having regained its composure first, blasted a fierce wind from behind. The red mech raised its left-hand shield, and along the sharp edge of the shield, it emitted a beam, creating a giant light blade that surpassed the mech's full length, like the pincer of a crab. As if absorbing Freya's violent thoughts, the particle beam struck the Unicorn. Just then, the Unicorn's main propulsion module also increased its output, and amidst the crisscrossing red and white phantasmal fissures, thunder burst forth.
