Clash of the Axe of Light and the Blade of Darkness
(Light vs Darkness: Thunder, Flaming Axe, and the Shadows of the Dark Tome)
The wind howled, and the grass whispered as it bowed. Kraan and Haans stood facing each other, sensing the power radiating from their opponent.
Suddenly—
HAANS MOVED!
His heavy armor clanged, the earth trembling beneath his steps. He was faster than any warrior Kraan had ever seen.
Kraan sensed the strike, stepped back, and drew his Dark Moon Light in a flash!
"Listen closely, dark brat," growled Haans. "Unless your blade can match my boredom, the Axe of Light will cleave you into nothing!"
He wasn't just talking—he moved like thunder.
"Pathetic boy..."
With his right hand, Haans swung his lightning-charged sword, then raised the axe in his left high and brought it down in a vertical slash with immense force.
Kraan answered in a cold voice:
"You're fast... but you won't reach me."
(The violent clash began!)
Haans's mighty axe cleaved toward Kraan's right ribs with thunderous speed. Kraan sensed it and raised his Dark Blade vertically, deflecting the strike by a hair's breadth.
Then—he countered. With Dark Moon Light, he lunged toward Haans's left arm.
Haans twisted, blocking the strike's path with his Sword of Light in his left, while gathering radiant energy into his axe and unleashing a powerful strike from the right. Kraan blocked it with his black blade.
Then—a shockwave burst from within, and Kraan was thrown back several steps!
The ground shook. Dust covered the grass, and stones around them cracked and scattered.
Kraan (to himself):
"What…?!"
The strength behind Haans's axe wasn't just muscle—it came from something deeper...
The power of Light.
Haans smirked.
"Did you think I was light as a feather? This is the power of a true Knight of Light!"
(Kraan boiled with rage!)
Both fighters slammed their blades into the ground, gripping them tightly.
"You know... beneath the surface, Mother Earth holds everything."
Suddenly, a dark aura rose from the ground and cloaked Kraan's blade in flames of shadow.
Then—like black lightning—Kraan darted forward.
"Shadow Splitter!"
He streaked toward Haans, his speed now even greater.
Haans foresaw the attack. With both weapons crossed in front of him, he dug his sword into the ground and summoned a five-layered golden barrier of divine energy:
"Wall of Radiant Rebirth!"
Kraan's Dark Moon Light, now wrapped in black flame, tore through the barrier layer by layer, smashing into the shaft of Haans's axe—
BOOM!
A dark explosion rocked the field. Lightning and shadow auras collided and tangled in the rising dust.
Haans's fury reached its peak.
"You are strong... but every enemy I've faced—no matter how powerful—has met the same fate: death!"
He merged his axe and sword together, creating the legendary weapon:
Divine Executioner – a weapon with a holy axe on one end, and a celestial lightning blade on the other, connected by a golden shaft.
Kraan felt a chill crawl up his spine.
"What… is that…?"
Haans grasped the weapon in his right hand, releasing the full power of his spirit and essence.
Kraan sensed it.
This weapon…
He couldn't charge recklessly now.
(But I will not run.)
He lowered his blade, bent his knees, and prepared to unleash the true power of the Blade of Darkness.
Haans lunged forward, swinging the Divine Executioner:
"YOUR END IS HERE, DARK KNIGHT!"
Kraan took a deep breath, placed Dark Moon Light on his back, grasped his black sword across his chest, and answered in a cold whisper:
"I won't die. But you will."
And then—they leapt toward each other, blades drawn, ready for the final clash!