Fina victor: blood-red lightning
"So this is what a mage's stomach looks like? I wonder how big our stomachs are" They looked dazed as they wandered around "Alex's stomach"
Zeros facepalmed, a bit amused by their absorb imagination.
" That's not what I meant," she said and explained to them properly.
….
Outside…
Alex and Marco were entangled in an endless circle of attacking and deflecting each other's attacks.
They had exchanged hundreds of blows within seconds yet no one was able to emerge as a victor so the sequence could only continue.
Marco gritted his teeth as he desperately moved his great sword to block Alex's lightning-fast attacks that aimed at his vitals, anger, and dread filling him as they fought on.
He had always prided himself as one of the best fighters in the entire Dawn empire and not many people were his match (in the Dawn province only)
But he found himself struggling against Alex's attacks as the latter attacked with equal desperation, trying to blow him away if possible.