Morph was starting to get agitated. The Lesser Demon he was facing in the Nightmare Realm just didn't do a thing!
"Ahright hen." He sighed. Alright then.
He got to a normal standing position, his hands in front of his body, palms against each another. "You ahked hor ih!" You asked for it!
The words of an old technique he suddenly had remembered came to him in his mind. Houkaisu... and Kazechi..., Raikumizu... and Hikariyami... and finally, he shouted out the last word... as his eyes shot open "Maken!"
Strange lights of a wide variety of colours surrounded him. He brought his hands back, behind him, and suddenly they were holding a pair of shimmering, shining swords, the power just shone off of their blades. Morph bend his knees, and then burst off the ground into the air, send flying at high speed towards the Lesser Demon, his too blades ready to slash at it with all the magical power he had put in them with his very soul.