Skar's eyes narrowed, the flame in his body now swirling with intense ferocity.
'I don't intend to lose this easily.' His muscles tensed, and with a roar, he activated the first form of his Star Phoenix Movement Art—Flame Step—at full power. The flames around him exploded, igniting the very air with searing heat.
The strings of fire that held him snapped under the force of his power, and Skar descended like a comet, landing with a crash that sent shockwaves rippling through the ground.
His scythe was already in motion, the blade aimed directly at Klaus.
But Klaus was ready. With a flick of his wrist, he vanished in a burst of wind, appearing behind Skar in an instant. He aimed a powerful slash at Skar's exposed back.
Skar, sensing the movement, spun around, his scythe clashing with Klaus's saber in a deafening sound. Sparks flew as the two weapons collided, each strike pushing the other back. The sound of metal against metal rang through the air as the battle intensified.
