Battle Among Gods

"I'm ready." The Martial Blade God spoke calmly.

His form was simple—a blue kimono, with his normal-looking blade on his hip. Even after meditating for so long, he still seemed like the same person from before.

"You're… the Martial Blade God?" The Nether spoke, narrowing his gaze as his eyes turned purple.

"Indeed. Per my agreement with Ciel, I shall be facing you in an all-out battle." He reached for his blade, keeping his gaze on the floating Nether.

The Nether glanced at Ciel, and the woman nodded with a smile. Her expression told him that he was serious, and that the battle itself would be one of the same nature.

"I see. Since I have time to spare, I might as well do it" The Nether shrugged.

"I appreciate it."

This time, the Martial Blade God did not bow. Neither did he show any of his usual courtesy to the Nether. His gaze was indeed calm, and he displayed no animosity. However, he was also not being cordial.