The spinning wind disc shattered in mid-air as though hitting a steel wall. Dust and wind exploded in every direction, but Max stood untouched.
Levi didn't stop there.
"Sky Tyrant Howl!" he roared, raising both arms.
A massive tornado, thick as a tower, surged from behind him, swallowing half the arena and charging straight toward Max. The sound was deafening, the pressure threatening to crush anyone watching too closely.
Max exhaled. 'Time to end this.'
He stepped forward, lifted his hand to the sky, and activated Magic Sword Descends.
The arena dimmed.
And then—whoosh! whoosh! whoosh!—gigantic, glowing blue swords began descending one after another from above, each the size of a building, forming a floating army of one hundred swords around him.
Levi's tornado crashed into the field of swords—only to be obliterated instantly. The glowing swords tore through the wind with no resistance.
"W-What!?" Levi gasped.
