A Clash of Power

Chapter: A Clash of Power

The air was thick with tension as Logan's attacks grew increasingly relentless.

Sona, battered and exhausted, hovered above the ground, her wings trembling with strain.

Meanwhile, Tayo, still recovering from the near-fatal slash that had grazed her, kept her sharp eyes locked on Logan.

Her "Matter State" ability had barely saved her from being split in two, and she knew that one misstep could mean the end for both of them.

Logan stood a short distance away, his sword glowing faintly with a mix of white and blue energy. His smirk revealed his confidence, a predator sizing up his prey.

Turning his attention toward Sona, his expression hardened.

"This one is more dangerous," he thought to himself, gripping his sword tightly. "She needs to be eliminated first."