Chapter 60: The Cosmic Battle.
1100 Words
In the heart of the cosmic battleground, the Titan and the Ancient One engaged in a titanic clash, their movements a cosmic dance of power and precision. Each strike and parry was a testament to their mastery of their formidable weapons.
The Titan, the incarnation of Chaos and unparalleled power, wielded his mighty sword with grace and strength. His first move was a powerful overhead swing, his blade cleaving through the fabric of existence as it descended upon the Ancient One. The Ancient One, quick to react, parried the attack with his colossal greatsword, their weapons colliding in a shower of sparks.
'Damn it, Ancient One is no joke. That sword is supposed to be hard to see!' Theo thought, noticing that Ancient One easily ignore the fact that Titan sword mold together to the space around him.
The Titan, undeterred, followed up with a swift and fluid horizontal strike. His blade traced an arc of celestial light as it sliced through the cosmic winds, aiming for the Ancient One's side. The Ancient One countered with a daring maneuver, spinning his greatsword in a circular motion to deflect the attack.
The Ancient One's response was equally impressive. He lunged forward, his greatsword leading the way, and aimed a thrust at the Titan's chest. The blade crackled with the power of creation as it sought to pierce through his opponent's defenses. The Titan, however, displayed his mastery of defense, swiftly sidestepping the thrust and countering with a devastating low sweep of his sword.
"Not bad, for someone like you." The Ancient One was caught of guard by that low sweep, giving The Titan the Upperhand.
Theo didn't make a single move this entire time, despite this battle being a 2 v 1. The reason being, 'It's too soon for me to move... I need to wait for the perfect timing to strike. Ideally, both at the same time, But one of them is the most likely thing that could happen.' Theo waited, his fang is ready to bite and swallow the Ancient Being...
Their battle continued with a series of lightning-fast exchanges. The Titan's strikes were precise and calculated, his sword an extension of his immense strength. He delivered a flurry of thrusts, each aimed at exploiting a potential opening in the Ancient One's defenses. The Ancient One, in response, weaved his greatsword in a mesmerizing pattern of chaotic arcs, creating a barrier of cosmic energy that deflected the Titan's attacks.
The Ancient One unleashed his own offensive, employing a combination of sweeping strikes and precise thrusts. His greatsword left trails of celestial light as it cut through the void, each movement carrying the power of creation and destruction. The Titan met these attacks with a combination of agile dodges and well-timed parries, his sword intercepting the Ancient One's greatsword with a resonating clash.
As their battle raged on, the very fabric of the universe quivered under the intensity of their clash. It was a cosmic spectacle, a dance of power and cosmic energies that resonated through the timeless realm.
The Titan and the Ancient One were locked in a battle that defied the boundaries of existence. Their movements were a testament to their mastery of their weapons and their cosmic prowess. The outcome of this confrontation would determine the fate of the universe itself, and their battle showed no signs of relenting.
But then, as they were attacking each other relentlessly, Theo disappear. Quietly and unknown to anyone in the universe. But he didn't disappear to somewhere far. In fact, he disappear to the fighting army of his that's going against the Ancient One army.
He went behind the commander of his Army, the strongest Qyblith and then muttered "Slowly bring the battle closer to the Ancient One and Titan."
"Understood milord!"
Then, Theo disappears again, but this time, he hides himself in his own dimension and waited patiently for that moment...
The intensity of the battle between the Titan and the Ancient One reached its zenith, pushing the boundaries of reality itself. Their movements became increasingly unpredictable and ferocious, creating a chaotic and blood-soaked spectacle that defied the laws of the cosmos.
The Titan, his form radiating with the ethereal essence of his sword, launched himself into a relentless series of aerial attacks. Each strike was a testament to his combat mastery, as he weaved through the tempest of cosmic energies with blinding speed. His sword left trails of celestial fire as it clashed with the Ancient One's greatsword, creating blinding flashes of energy with each collision.
The Ancient One, a harbinger of creation and destruction, responded with an onslaught of his own. He wielded his greatsword with a wild and unpredictable style, each swing tearing through the fabric of existence. The very heavens trembled as he unleashed a colossal shockwave, his greatsword's edge emanating with the power to reshape the universe.
Their movements grew increasingly unpredictable and brutal. The Titan executed a whirlwind attack, his sword tracing a chaotic path through the battlefield. The Ancient One countered by manipulating the very forces of creation, spawning celestial meteors to crash down upon his opponent.
The battle raged on with a relentless fury, leaving the cosmic realm in chaos. The very ground beneath their feet shattered and transformed, creating an otherworldly landscape of temporal distortions and erupting cosmic energies. Blood and cosmic energy sprayed through the void, their wounds becoming a testament to the cost of their celestial clash.
The Titan and the Ancient One pushed their physical and cosmic limits to the extreme. The Titan's form flickered with temporal energy as he executed a series of blindingly fast strikes, while the Ancient One's greatsword resonated with the power of an unforgiving universe.
As their weapons clashed and collided, the battlefield itself seemed to warp and tremble, as if it could barely contain the cataclysmic force of their confrontation. The very fabric of the universe shuddered in response, and the stars watched with a solemn gaze, bearing witness to the ultimate cosmic battle.
That's what they thought would happen...
Before they notices, the Ancient One army has been pushed toward him and that stumped the Ancient One and Titan, stopping their battle...
"What are you all doing?" The Ancient One is confused by this situation. He didn't expect for his army to be pushed back toward him...
The Titan notices the situation, since he's tired from fighting the Ancient One, who's seemingly not even tired from that bloody battle.... He decided to take rest and retreated...
Unbeknownst to them both... Theo's Fangs, is open and aiming right to their neck!
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