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???:"Trace: Fractal!"
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As those pair of words were uttered, the falshions in the man's hands began to glow in an exquisite manner, gold and white sparks clashed as the falshions started to glimmer.
The man then pushed the figure amidst the clash of blades to gain some distance and space.
The falshions glowed, more and more intensely than before. It started to take on the form of two oddly identical swords,...
?:" Impossible..."
Even the latter party widened their eyes,
A smirk was evident on the man's face...,
???:"I suppose this bothers you?"
That's right, the dark figure was trembling...he couldn't believe it, he refused to believe it...His weapons were in the man's hands..albeit the color scheme and aura were a bit different from his...Who was this guy?,
?:"IMPOSSIBLE!, WERE NOT FROM HERE YOU SHOULDN'TBE ABLE TO-!!"
In the midst of the figure's rant, The man dissapeared from his position,
...A loud wave of sound was released as the man moved in a pace, even faster than the concepts of light itself.
?:"Where did that bastard-!!!"
???:"You shouldn't get distracted when you are engaged in a fight"
A voice said from the dark figures rear...
The figure hastily turned around only to be met with the imitation of his blades...
The man then let's out three simple words...
???: "Let us Begin"
Blow after Blow, Hit after Hit, Parry against parry, Two figures were locked in a dance of blades...
Even a select swordsmen, could barely keep up with the figure's speed and pace
A few murmurs and stunned reactions that were beyond stupor could be heard from the duel currently thrown...
The latter party, growing tired could only wish to interrupt the dance of swords, and so they did
?:"What's taking so long?"
?:"Don't tell me this guy is actually giving you trouble?"
A snicker was heard at the end of that sentence...
?:"Shut up!! This doesn't make sense!!!, If you two have enough time yapping, come and give me help!!"
-?-:" You two..., would you mind giving that incompetent fool a hand?"
There it is again, that feminine voice thay exuded an aura of malice
?:" Take this!"
Then in an instant, more dark figures began appearing, until it was at the point..where the man was cornered by uncountable figures from every direction...
?: "Die"
Then the multiple figures let's out an aura that transcended bloodlust, the dark figures then focused their swords at the man and began launching themselves at the lone combatant, like multiple streaks of Darkness In a Dreadful Night...
However the man remained calm and made a stern expression...and it resulted in a large scale burst of mana...resulting in the decimation of the numerous figures,...leaving the dark figure in utter shock
...To say it was even the Highest of mana bursts would be an understatement...
Multiple voices could be heard from the power being displayed
by the man in white
"That was..."
A handul of collective voices said while being in a state that was beyond shock
"A mana burst, perhaps?"
A certain master of magic thought
"It was more like a surge"
A petite and delicate female voice said meekly
In the midst of the clashing, two new voices made themselves apparent...
?:"Still as incompetent as ever..."
A voice said with a groan at the end...
?:"Tsk, to think we have to step in and help you"
Another voice muttered in annoyance, even if they sounded like they couldn't be bothered,
...from their voices alone, exuded an aura of incomparable avarice...
?:"Pardon us, but we shall assist this fella here, were your opponents now"
The voice said in a tone,...in a manner that a certain lancer and his counterparts knew all to well...
The sources of the voices, then steoped out from the mist made out of obscurity...
...The sound of metal being unsheathed, and unfamothable arts were being made apparent as two new dark figures made themselves perceptible...
However the man was more than ready to welcome the new figures drawing near...
???:" Ah then please...come at..me"
-Trace...on!-
As the aria was chanted, the falshions, now imitated blades slowly began forming in to two familiar swords that shocked a certain group of knights and royalty
...Both swords were identical in shape, however what seperated them was their coloration and their markings...
The first was a simple golden blade with a golden hilt, that had immeasurable beauty as blue and gold patterns weaved throughout the crossguard. The blade itself glowed in a golden manner and exuded an aura of irrefutable hope
The one on the other hand, was the polar opposite, from the blade itself to the crossguard and the hilt...It was enveloped in a black complexion, the very blade as a whole had red taboo markings and had a tincture of purple penumbra...
from it's very presence, it was already exuding a daunting aura and a graduating feeling of despair...
...But both blades gave the sentiment of indisputable fondness and warmth, as if both swords were more than happy to be of use
...Indeed...opposites do...attract... ..to...each...other...
The three dark figures could only be amused from the man's display of power
The Man then Said-
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???: "Embrace the Light, Envelop everything in Darkness"
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