The moment Kaelen and Kelvin lunged toward Turan, the air exploded.
Steel clashed with abyss. Sparks and shadows danced in violent harmony as Kaelen's Blade of Eternity, now pulsing with the energy of the Magic Pandora, collided with Turan's abyss-forged claws. Kelvin moved in unison, his corrupted scythe trailing behind him like a crescent moon of destruction, its edges leaking ominous dark flame with every strike.
Kaelen's speed had increased exponentially due to the help of the Magic Pandora—his movements now laced with a rhythm that made it seem as though space itself bent to accommodate his attacks. Each swing of his blade carved clean lines of glowing royal blue into the battlefield, holy mana humming with divine resonance. The Magic Pandora had altered his weapon's core, giving it a more crystalline, radiant glow, as if it was reforged in the crucible of stars.
