"Are you going to run like a little girl now?" the fourth disciple asked mockingly, confident of victory after he brought out his intent.
Employing the full power of his intent, along with the void energy, Warden danced in the air in sinuous form, moving through the spree of attacks to block them with his moves. His form was like a ghost, blurrily drifting in the air with an unprecedented level of speed to destroy all the sword beams.
"Talking about a little girl," Warden said. "Have you seen a young girl with vibrant white hair?"
The fourth disciple didn't answer. He charged at him, plunging his sword to his right.
"I guess she had defeated you and moved up," Warden grinned, and blocked the sword move. "You have to do a lot more if you want to defeat me, man."
"We'll see..." he shouted. "Sword of Ascension, First Blade: Whisper of the Wind!"
