Excalibur's brilliance was unparalleled, its luminescence bathing the arena in a heavenly glow. Gwen felt the blade's power seeping into her, each pulse infusing her with strength and clarity. This newfound might allow her to stand undaunted, despite the overwhelming odds of facing two adversaries simultaneously.
The Kronos saint unleashed a deathly battle art. His axe blazed to life, becoming a roaring inferno that threatened to consume everything in its path. With a guttural roar, he hurled the burning weapon towards Gwen.
Time seemed to slow as Gwen met the fiery assault. Excalibur danced in her hand, not with desperation but with a tranquil grace. With a deceptively simple arc, the blade met the axe head-on. The impact was cataclysmic. A shockwave of energy cascaded from the point of contact, culminating in a massive explosion that sent the saint hurtling skyward, his axes were shattered.
