Noah vs five forms of doom [1]

A battlefield of shimmering void stretched infinitely around Noah, the air thick with etheric pressure, dense enough to make even breathing feel like a challenge.

The only light came from the five luminous figures standing before him, each a different manifestation of Aetherforge's power.

They were not mindless constructs.

They were the embodiment of his own weapon mastery, wielded at a level beyond even his current limits.

And they were here to kill him.

The Twin Swords Form was the first to move.

KABOOM!

The sword-wielding disaster literally caused a sonic boom with its movement, Noah barely catching the flicker of its form before…

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

The silver swords blazed in the darkness, raining down a torrent of slashes so fast they blurred into a wall of light.

Noah twisted, parrying two strikes, dodging three, but the last…

"Tch…"