Sam and the clone stood side by side, their bodies relaxed but their expressions darkened, as wide smiles slowly spread across both of their faces.
The fog still blocked their normal vision completely, making it impossible to see more than a few steps ahead.
However, [Aura Radar] compensated for that perfectly, constantly outlining the positions of their opponents in their minds.
On the other side of the battlefield, the two colossals simply stared forward in silence.
They were entirely unaffected by the fog, their perception unhindered, allowing them to see Sam and the clone as clearly as if the air were empty.
Both colossals raised their hands at the same time, their movements calm and deliberate.
Sword of Fire! Bow of Water!
A blade made of pure, roaring flames formed in Elliot's grasp, the fire condensing into a sharp and refined shape.
At the same time, a bow shaped from flowing water appeared in Thyra's hands, its surface rippling softly as if alive.
