"Let's see if your calculative skills can pierce through luck," Eros softly said as the power of aura molded into a powerful sword armament. The blue light shines brighter and almost seems to be flaming while Apollo's lightning transforms into a spear. Both brothers looked at each other; the look in their eyes didn't bore any kind of resentment or disgust. They just enjoy the fight that initially started to humiliate each other, but unexpectedly, along with the punches and sword clash, those negative thoughts fade away.
"Brother, don't you know luck is a flicker thing? You don't even know if it's on your side"
Eros just laughed at Apollo's retort half agreeing with him, "Right, so we should end this fight to see who has more luck, you or me"
Both sides prepared for the final clash by drawing power they think will be appropriate to use.
A gust of strong wind clashed through the barrier, followed by a roaring wave of energy that created a huge explosion.
