"In that case, we're finally evenly matched, aren't we?"
Hercules grinned smugly, raised his hand, and blew a sharp, piercing whistle.
Once again, a warhorse's neigh echoed in the void. Hooves stepped on cold wind and sea waves; that majestic warhorse was actually entirely azure, like the Sea itself.
The divine steed Arion, created by Poseidon, God of the Sea, and Demeter, Goddess of the Seasons!
Just like that, it lowered its head obediently, letting Hercules mount its back, brimming with battle lust!
Huai Shi felt as if facing a great enemy.
He sensed an unprecedented crisis and pressure!
Ever since becoming a Sublimator, this was the first time someone outclassed him in sheer style points!
This would not do at all.
Huai Shi also drew the Sword of Virtue, slashed at the air, and summoned the White Horse of Paradise.
They were now evenly matched, point for point.
See that? I've got one of these too!
