Two months later.
A sword flew forward before curving a few times, following a certain path. At the end of the path stood a middle-aged man.
The man only smiled and waved his sword, striking this sword down. After that, he disappeared from the field.
The other guy, Theo, turned around and thrust his spear into thin air. There was supposed to be no one in that spot, but a second later, an afterimage of the middle-aged man appeared.
Unfortunately, the spear pierced through the afterimage while the real body managed to escape with its sheer speed alone.
Since his attack had missed, the spear turned into numerous threads and stretched out, trying to circle around the man.
"How many times have you used this technique?" The Time God smirked. "I'm starting to get bored with this attack."
Theo maintained his silence since there was another trick inside these threads. Instead of tightening, the threads stopped mid-air.