Fwish! Ding!
[Jester Tower, Floor Three.]
Sam and the [Forsaken Clone] arrived, only to see Jevil already there again, floating lazily in the air, arms crossed, as if waiting for them.
"But I do wonder," Jevil said, voice playful yet calm, "are you doing this just to move forward? Or maybe… heh."
"Finish your sentence," Sam replied flatly, "I want to know."
"Don't wanna~" Jevil giggled, his aura starting to ripple.
The ten cards spinning around him suddenly merged together, forming into a giant silver scythe.
Then, without hesitation, Jevil lunged first.
Slash!
Sam clashed against the massive blade, bracing himself.
He couldn't afford to get hit.
Even one clean strike could eat away at his [Eternal Barrier].
The clone snapped to attention and shot forward, primordial sword already slashing in an arc.
"Too slow~" Jevil laughed, spinning his scythe and deflecting both of their attacks with ease. "Still, I'm surprised~"
"Why?" Sam asked as he repositioned.
