Damian looked up, and his sword rose to meet it.
"Sword Sovereign Heaven, Third Edict, Blade Meets The Sun."
Sword and spear collided.
Boom!
The impact rocked the entire arena. Golden-white light exploded downward while pure sword force erupted upward. Damian's feet sank into the stage, and Aurelian's arm shook faintly from the force traveling back through his spear. The two remained locked together for a breath, their eyes meeting through the blaze of light.
Aurelian's voice was cold. "Your sword is sharp."
Damian replied calmly, "Your light is heavy."
Then both of them attacked at once. Aurelian's spear fell like a descending sun while Damian's sword moved like a silent line drawn through the world, and they clashed at the center of the stage again and again. Divine light scorched the air, and sword light carved through that radiance in turn.
