In the sky behind Slyph, the shadow of a mysterious figure appeared. The only notable feature about him was the sword in his hand. The aura from the sword felt as though it could destroy worlds. His gaze was as sharp as a sword.
Behind Ming, a mysterious figure also appeared. Space and time bent to his will. His existence was nearly imperceptible. Whenever one tried to look at him, they found themselves lost in space and time.
Both opponents locked eyes with each other, their entire bodies poised for action.
Slyph moved like a sword, aiming for his enemy's life. Ming moved like the Void, seeking to erase his opponent from space-time.
The two opponents clashed, passing by each other as they struck. They both stopped after their strikes landed.
"It's great having an opponent like you," Ming said, battle intent still coursing through him.
"Same here. I'd love for us to fight again," Slyph chuckled.
