POV: Bash
Location: Southern Empire
We went through meandering arcs fighting in the early night sky, with orange sparks coming out of our swords colliding with each other, the sparks were bright like firecrackers, creating after-effects in the routes our bodies glided through.
Mid swing, one of Aganis swords broke into pieces, he immediately pulled back, leaving me to land on an air membrane at a distance opposite to him.
His thirty-foot tall body levitated in the air directly across me, new swords coming into existence between his hands.
I was gasping heavily as my feet rested on the condensed air, standing at over five hundred feet above ground level was making it even harder for me to breathe.
As the two swords finished forming in Agani's hands, he pointed one at me, his two wings gently flapping in the air only seven meters from me.
