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"Clang—clang—clang—clang—clang—!"
Sword light and spear radiance interwove.
The traces of the holy sword, beautiful as crescent moons, danced repeatedly through the air.
The light of the iron spear, cold and sinister as a venomous snake, flashed again and again through the air.
Sword and spear clashed continuously. Every collision sent sparks flying and rang out with the sound of blades striking one another, making the fierce battle look almost like a dance—an utterly captivating sight.
No.
More accurately, only one person was dancing.
"Clang—clang—clang—clang—clang—!"
He relied neither on extraordinary physical ability nor on any complicated schemes.
The Elf User wielding the silver holy sword merely kept his eyes closed, as though he could see nothing, as though he were confronting an invisible opponent. His entire body seemed to dance, drifting gracefully on the gusts kicked up by the colliding weapons.
With every movement, that ethereal figure delivered a beautiful slash that tugged at everyone's heartstrings.
With every swing, the gleaming silver holy sword traced a dazzling arc, repeatedly clashing with the iron spear thrusting at him and producing crisp peals of impact.
If Erza, wielding an iron spear and ruthlessly thrusting at Noah with killing intent rippling from her entire body, was a bee, then Noah, wielding a holy sword and dancing as he deflected the incoming spearpoint with beautiful sword light, was a butterfly.
Even without the bee's deadly sting, a butterfly could still dance calmly around a needle's tip in the face of danger, blooming with the radiance of life.
And as its master's pleasing sword strikes continued, the gleaming silver holy sword shone ever more brilliantly, making its following