The Ant Monarch VS The Dryad Elders Part Two
As the dark silver swords enhanced by Akun's aspect power closed in on elder Thalanor, he made his move. With a swift motion, Thalanor twisted his body, wielding the green sword in his hand like an extension of his body. Each swing of the sword sliced through the air, followed by slicing trough the incoming of swords, like a hot knife trough butter.
His earth clones, perfect replicas of his form, replicated his every motion. As each clone expertly severed the dark silver blades into shinny fragments, scattering them like fallen leaves. The air crackled with the clash of elements, a amazing display of skill and control.
As Akun witnessed his aspect power-enhanced swords effortlessly dismantled, he mused inwardly, "A predictable outcome. However, it doesn't put me at a disadvantage." A confident smile graced his face, his purple eyes gleaming from beneath the visor of his helmet. With a subtle gesture, he pulled back his hand, orchestrating an unseen force.