Brad was still a distance away from Isaac when he brandished the machetes at him. The machetes shone brightly and emitted a strange semi-transparent shadow as if sheathing them with some sort of energy.
The shadows then flew straight at Isaac with a loud whistling sound.
"Break them all!" Isaac said in a low voice.
The red spiritual energy in his hand grew bigger and launched itself at the machete shadows.
All at once, the shadows dissipated in the air. However, the red fist was still heading toward Brad.
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