A series of dust and debris wafted across the open field, brushing by the two figures that stood in silence, facing each other in what seemed like an old fashion standoff. A figure much that of a giant as the other was earthlier; this same scene recaptured the old tales of fabled Goliath and David.
The cloth on Evan's armor flapped to the side of his body due to the fierce winds brought from the aftershock, his eyes cold as they stared at Valoz with sharp rays. He firmly held onto his Havengaurd and the Void Sword as he gathered his energy when he prepared to strike again at a moment's notice.
Veloz's body had towering energies erupting from it, which matched his size, giving him an almost overpowering and invisible air, as if his very being could crush anything and all things around him.