BOOM! Was the sound, that the ethereal warrior made, as it's blade clashed down into the earth's outer shell. "Indra, let's stop this!" Stated the man, who had been covered in a unique mode, that matched a Susanoo in size. The man of the unique form, was Asura, the younger son of the Sage, and man at the head if the Susanoo, was the Sage's older son Indra. Indra mentally controlled his Susanoo, and it's left arm lunged into the air. "I shall become the true successor of father! And the world, will plunged into fear, with those of dōjutsu as their leader!" The Susanoo's hand dropped down, however, Asura made no hesitation, and his constilation's form, hand met with Indra's Susanoo. Indra attempted to break free, but his grip was too tight.