The battle between Raizel and Daimon raged on, each combatant pushing themselves to the very limits of their power. The Thunder Realm crackled with raw energy, a tempestuous arena where two titans clashed with unyielding determination.
Raizel's laughter echoed through the storm, a thunderous sound that reverberated in the hearts of all who heard it. "To think that you are this strong, Daimon," he bellowed above the cacophony of the battle. "You really have exceeded my expectations."
Daimon, his crimson eyes narrowed in fierce concentration, parried Raizel's lightning-infused strikes with his Blood Sword. His lips curled into a predatory grin as he countered, "I've had centuries to hone my skills, Raizel. You were always in for a surprise."