Ten thousand steps, one thousand left 6

Kyrie smiled as blade and energy met, a loud impact echoing, a satisfying echo that reminded him it was good combat— combat between equals.

Her shield and his sword clashed, and a raging hell of fire came out from the edge of the blade, its flames blasted against her child as searing hot cinders fell to the sides. Its red light was overwhelming as it released heat like lava.

Great heat distorted the air around them, even the reinforced wood and bark of Soleater started to get lightly burned by it, but Kyrie knew his house could endure it.

Against her shield was the crux of the hell fire, flames blasted and parted to the sides, the blade desperately trying to pierce through her shield, before her a crimson sea. Her heart seemed to melt at the sight.