NO!
Ryu's blade swung down, the world seeming to split in two.
Everything in its path was wiped out.
It was a sword qi of all sword qis, a violent ripping of space and being that tore at the hearts of those who observed it and sucked out the souls of those that stood in its path.
Kagan's eyes widened, his hands clapping to reveal a pair of prayer beads that wrapped about his wrists and fingers. He roared, his aura blazing and his hair and robes fluttering about the air.
He stretched out a palm, his movements slow as though he was pushing against a mountain. However, beneath his action, the skies shifted and the earth rumbled.
Palm and sword light met, crackles of lightning and thunder sparking between the two. Space shattered and fragmented, the air and wind around it imploded like a rain of firecrackers and fireworks. A violent tempest kicked up, Kagan's brows growing more and more focused as he pressed downward.