The rainbow bridge trembled beneath their feet as Adam raised his twin plasma blades, dark energy crackling between his fingers. Heimdall stood thirty paces away, Hofund gleaming in his grip, his all-seeing eyes already tracking the micro-movements of Adam's muscles.
Adam launched the first strike—a concentrated beam of chaotic plasma that screamed toward Heimdall's chest.
The guardian's cosmic sight read the attack's trajectory perfectly. He sidestepped left, the beam passing inches from his ribs, then immediately rolled forward as Adam's second blade discharged, the energy blast carving through the space where his head had been.
Heimdall's counterattack came instantly. Hofund swept upward, releasing a crescent of rainbow fire that split the air with a sound like tearing fabric. Adam's chaotic instincts flared—he threw himself into a backwards flip, the cosmic blade-beam searing past his spine as he arced through the air.
