Energy exploded forth like a beast roaring from slumber.
Baldur roared with laughter as he fell, the heavens trailing behind him.
In his hand, {Whitleheim} was like a star, burning with everlasting, boundless power.
Cain sucked in a sharp breath. His body began to change, stretching and transforming into a more demonic form.
Down below, one would be able to see a force of white, like the boundless heavens, and a force of dark like the eternal abyss, clashing together.
A layer of crimson flames ignited around {Eidwyrm} which Cain brought around in an arc.
The blade clashed against {Whitleheim}, producing a sea of sparks.
Cain spun a half circle and smashed his blade down again.
And then again.
And again.
And again.
"Amazing! No one has ever been able to keep up with me for so long! More! More!" Baldur roared with laughter as his strikes became more furious.
The edge of {Whitleheim} glowed a stunning, rich radiance as the energy continued to build up.
