The Second Supreme Monarch, seeing Anthony's katana tearing towards his neck, moved with impossible speed. His form flickered like a dying star in the void, his figure blurring as if reality itself struggled to record his motion. His hand shot upward, gripping his own blade in a motion so clean that space vibrated under the strain.
His sword tore upward to meet Anthony's katana, and with a seismic impact, the fabric of space between them shattered like glass struck by divine wrath. The collision collapsed in upon both of them, the force rippling through the void in concentric shockwaves, instantly blasting the Second Supreme Monarch backward as inertia acted violently upon his frame.
