First and Second

The planet trembled under the movement of Dyon's fingers. A jarring melody played as though it rose from the depths of hell, surging through the skies and covering them in a blanket of black clouds.

The music froze the battle, being the likes of which those of the martial world had never heard. Such cacophonic composition… Such anger, rage… A chaotic mash of notes that almost sounded as though they didn't belong together.

At that moment, no one wanted to move. The level of the music intent was higher than any will they had ever felt before… So high that only Patia-Neva had sniffed that level before…

Unfortunately for Patia-Neva, after his ice will fell from the ninth intent level, even while he was building it back up during these almost two decades, he had only managed to reach the 7th intent level once more… He was simply out matched…

At the same time, in a barren land scape stretching hundred of thousands of miles, the remnants of the mortal world still lay silent.