The beach was in total ruins, the ISA air craft had fled immediately Lady Phoenix's wings flared up and they were already a mile away when our swords clashed against each other violently.
The air was thick and the smell of burnt sulphur was palpable.
I stood at one end, the forever amor glinting faintly under any light that dared to touch it. Its sleek, golden design was a stark contrast to the chaos we had created in matter of seconds.
Across me, lady Phoenix loomed like a living inferno, her black suit was slashed all over and in her right hand, she held so very tightly, her trusty blade, pulsating with molten light.
"You're persistent, E-Class," Lady Phoenix sneered, while twirling her blade around in the air.
"But persistence won't save you from me... Give what you've got! Cause I don't intend to stop until one of us can't go anymore."
She was an S-Class hero, a legendary one for that matter. Only the sound of her name sent shivers down opposition backs.
