Although the conversation just now hadn't been very heated, as the two of them took step after step forward, their respective momentum and spiritual power gradually Ascended. Every time Shard's foot struck the ground, he felt himself drawing Power from the Earth; the process of striding forward was actually the process of gathering that Power. And the man walking toward him—his frail body swelled bit by bit with every step, until that wide trench coat was almost about to be torn apart.
When yet another black cloud, drifting from who knew where, completely covered the Moon in the night sky, the two who had already closed in on each other struck out with their fists at the same time.
