"Tch, you really are strong!" Achill spat softly. Seeing the blood-red serrated edge closing in on his face, he had no time to think. He jerked his sword-bearing right hand up to his left, barely bringing the blade across above his head!!
"Clang—" Sparks exploded as the chillingly sharp blood-red teeth slammed into Shinsō's gleaming edge! By then, Shinsō had shrunk back to its original length, freeing itself from the blood-red chain's coils...
Achill suddenly drove strength into his right arm! The instant he knocked the descending blood-red sawtoothed sword upward, his opponent turned his left hand, thrusting the other tip of his blood-red spear backward toward Achill's chest! Without hesitation, Achill slashed fiercely upward to the right—
"Shinsō—"
"Whoosh—" Silver light blazed! The instantly extending blade struck the incoming blood-red spearpoint with a clang, but the powerful force of Shinsō's extension still sent the unprepared 'Achill' flying backward!
Seizing the opportunity, Achill immediately retreated several dozen meters, his breathing slightly ragged as he stared at his counterpart from Edolas!
"Not bad, Edolas..." After a few breaths, Achill's breathing steadied again. Holding Shinsō horizontally before him, he said gravely, "Your strength shot up that much after you tapped into that blade's power? This could be a little tricky..."
"Gahahahaha! So you've finally felt the pressure of my overwhelming strength, Earth-land?!" Resting the blood-red spear behind his back with its tip retracted into the shaft, 'Achill' pointed the blood-red serrated sword in his right hand at Achill. His face twisted with arrogant, murderous madness as he laughed. "You've done very well!! You actually forced me to unleash the Magic Weapon's power! For a mere human, you've done very well indeed!! At least compared to those worthless fools from back then, you're far, far stronger!!! Of course, even so, you're still nothing