Rescuing the Spirit
Recycle District, Capital.
Max fastened his grip on his spear as spirit energy began to pour out of the spirit world. He didn't intend to draw this fight into a long battle, he didn't have that much time after all.
The tattoo on Max's chest began to glow as a thin layer shaped like a long coat formed on his body with a crown on his head.
Bayu smiled as he observed Max, this was something he had waited for a long time. He was usually a calm person but today, he just couldn't control his emotions. He was excited, if he could kill Max then he could finally be the true chosen one not some creation.
"Scythe of the Tempest…"
As soon as those words left Bayu's mouth, the air around began to move in a frenzied manner. The clear air slowly turned dark and seemed to be turning sharper like a blade, slicing through everything which came in it's way.
Max didn't waste a single minute and rushed in as he activated his true spell as well, calling out the water dragon.