Clash of Saints
Saint Commander Faramis felt a wave of discomfort in his heart when he heard the furious shout of his old rival. He stared at Saint Commander Omri with a look of regret, but then his eyes turned resolute.
'Omri, I don't want to end it this way, but I have to. If there's a chance that we meet again in our next lives, I promise to give you the fair battle you deserve. Sigh!' Saint Commander Faramis sighed in his heart as he tightened his grip on his Z-Steel longsword.
Vishnu violently swung the gigantic mace towards Saint Commander Omri. His eyes flashing with a manic light.
It has been very long since he had fought with someone so much stronger than him. Just the thought of it made his blood boil in excitement.
This war general was famous in his world for his violence towards his enemies, and the giant mace in his hands was the nightmare of whoever fought with him.
"Die!" Vishnu shouted ferociously.