Ervin raised his spear.
"Abyssal Origin Descent, First Depth Tide."
The black sea rose in a towering wave of abyssal water that met the falling sword lights. The sword edict cut through the first layer, then the second, then the third, but each time the sword light continued deeper, the abyss swallowed part of its sharpness.
The first wave split apart, though the sword lights that passed through it had already dimmed by half.
Ervin stepped forward.
"Abyss Spear Art, Deep Current Thrust."
His spear pierced out, and a black current followed the spear tip, moving not across the surface of the stage but beneath the sword heaven's pressure, as though it wanted to attack from the depth beneath Damian's own footing.
Damian's eyes shifted.
"Sword Sovereign Heaven, Second Edict, One Sword Divides Heaven."
