Sylmira vanished from sight in an instant, her velocity bordering on the unattainable.
Her form materialized beside Xezural, her chakram already arcing downward with lethal intent.
But, Xezural anticipated the move.
His hands moved with swift precision, conjuring a black spear that shimmered into existence.
With a resonant clang, the two weapons collided.
A surge of shockwaves radiated outward, spanning a distance beyond comprehension.
At that very moment, both figures spoke in unison.
Abyss Drift
Zeroframe Shift
Space shattered instantly, fracturing like fragile glass as they vanished from sight.
Sparks rained down from where they once stood, their forms reduced to mere blurs as they pushed their movement skills to their absolute limits, racing through the galaxy with unparalleled speed.
Lightning crackled along Sylmira's chakram as she hurled it forward with a force that seemed capable of tearing worlds asunder.
