Kill

The two seamlessly weaved in and out of one another, their images blurring and somehow becoming difficult to track.

Leonel was flooded with Natural Force Arts, his body that of a Spiritual, and it felt like he embodied the world itself.

Aina was akin to a specter. Her soul was locked away in her body, undergoing a perfect fusion. But now, it had become so perfect, so seamless, that even her Dream Force couldn't be detected within the Dream Plane.

One fused into the world.

One entirely disconnected from it.

When they worked together, one burning star and one shadow, one specter and one blazing light…

The world fell to obedience.

Leonel's blade appeared at the Demoness' throat. To her credit, as shaken as her mind was right now, she reacted quickly. She slashed out; a spear appeared in the same fluid motion.