"....."
The water surrounding the ship rocked back and forth, waves rising and falling in uneven patterns.
And yet, in spite of the large waves, the ship remained completely still. As though it were completely unaffected by the waves.
All eyes were on the two figures that stared at each other.
One hovered in the sky, glowing with a radiance that rivaled the distant white sun, while the other stood firmly on the ship, his gaze steady as a black film slowly unfurled from his body.
Their momentum slowly built up with each passing second, the pressure coming out from the Luminarch slowly starting to expand and overtaking that of the merchant, who appeared indifferent to the losing momentum.
But then—
Kacha!
A sharp crack split the air as the long tip of Anne's whip lashed out, stopping just short of the Luminarch.
BANG!
The shield around Jophiel rippled, faint cracks forming as he managed to block Anne's whip.
