You stand side by side with your weapon partner, feeling the warmth of their presence as you grip them tightly. You can feel Asura's oppressive aura, a wave of primal fear clawing at your mind, but you manage to steady yourself, fueled by determination. Asura’s chilling laugh echoes across the battlefield.

Asura: "So... another fool has come to face me. Do you think you can defeat fear itself?" He lifts his arm, the fabric of his scarf twisting and extending as it slashes toward you like a serpent, filled with malicious energy.

Your weapon partner speaks in your mind, their voice brimming with confidence.

[Weapon Partner]: "We can take him down together. Just focus, and I'll handle the rest!"