Terran coughed up a mouthful of blood and then wiped it away with an arm. He looked at Grey with red eyes as he landed on the ground once again. The disbelief hidden behind his eyes was clear enough.
It wasn't even a week ago that Grey was entirely beneath his notice. What was this?
He growled, his grip on his spear tightening as he raised it. Holy Energy swirled around him, solidifying into a barrier that Grey had seen again and again. But somehow, it felt different this time.
Terran took a step forward, the echoes of Grey's roars still vibrating the membrane of his eardrum. If Grey wanted a battle, he would give him one.
BANG.
Grey shot forward and Terran met him in kind. As though taking a page out of Terran's book, Grey brought out a bent spear suddenly, flexing it back into a straight with the momentum of his slash.
BOOM.
