The battles across the field were still deadlocked.
Yet at that very moment, lightning had already appeared in the sky.
"Kirei, I wonder if seeing this gives you a familiar feeling."
"Though I'm not entirely sure what you're feeling right now, but..."
Sakumura looked at Crane Feather, raised high above his head in both hands, and the lightning coiling around its blade. A faint smile rested on his lips—as did a murmur only he could hear.
"Being able to see you again, at least, makes me happy."
"—[New Feather Wheel: One of the Separate Wings: Crane Stay]!!!"
Boom—
Thunder exploded.
Like divine punishment, lightning crashed down upon the Black Tower.
Sakumura was not foolish enough to think he could destroy the entire tower formed from black mud alone. His target—was merely one of the holes through which it released magical energy.
None of the eight holes faced his direction—that was, toward the sky—giving Sakumura plenty of time to gather strength.
The slash descended, followed by lightning. The hole shattered in an instant, as though a massive abscess had been burst open. Enormous quantities of black mud flowed from the destroyed opening and surged toward the ground.
"With this, the first one should be dealt with..."
Sakumura rolled across the ground and got back to his feet, avoiding the black mud. He looked somewhat exhausted.
A slash like that... damaged his Spirit Origin.
Clang—
Boom!
Clang—
Boom!!!
Anno unleashed slash after slash almost without pause, pouring all of his holy light into the Black Tower.
Two white slashes howled through the air. The black mud that had flowed from the opening Sakumura destroyed was wiped out by Anno in an instant, while deep, glaring marks were also carved into the Black Tower itself.
"How does it feel—"
Anno did not stop