The night was still. The town was silent under the full moon. In one of the streets of the town, there were four people about to clash.
The air in the surrounding trembled.
A huge spear of light started to be conjured in mid-air, brightening the dark street.
Both hooded figures dashed at Amon and Vixra.
The spear of light was thrown at the incoming enemies.
The spear resonated with the air as it moved with lightning speed.
One of them bent his knees and jumped high above the spear, while another slid down on the street.
BOOM!
But it was useless. The spear exploded with heat in midair. Its impact sent both figures to collide against the wall.
"Oh! How did you do that?" Amon asked Vixra in surprise. He was shocked at how the spear of light suddenly exploded in midair.
"Well, I will explain it later to you. For now, focus on them. The attack didn't have much effect on them."
Amon turned his focus on the enemies.
