“Clank!” A curtain made out of swords poured down and protected the sword lord. He swung his sword once and the curtain fully surrounded him, once more to fortify his domain.

One layer became two, three, and more… The sword domain seemed to be unbreakable as it filled up space.

“Curtain of Blades, this is his proudest defensive technique.” One ancestor who recognized the move said.

“Boom!” Ninth’s slashes came in an apocalyptic manner, ready to annihilate the entire peak.

“Rumble!” Fiery...