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Behind the darkness occasionally emerged vague outlines of creatures and that made it look more of a scene from a horror movie. Surrounding the woman were fully armored soldiers, some of whom had their swords drawn, while others had their hands on their swords ready to remove them from their sheaths in a swing. In front of the woman stood a man flanked by other soldiers. The man was huge, taller that everyone around. He had long hair that flowed all the way to his waist like a woman's hair and beards that reached just above his neck bone. Both his hair and beards were shaggy and it made him look like he had just come from the wild. His grin revealed brown and rotten teeth and one artificial

However, the sword light developed as a result of my awakening the sword aura. "Right Swing!" "Left Swing!" "Vertical swing!" I slashed out three times, as though practising my own sword moves. Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Together with the wind's gusts, the sword's aura tore through the atmosphere. The three sword auras also blasted Zarok's body one after the other, overlapping as they did so. They smashed Zarok's aura barrier first, then tore apart his protective relics, which were a treasure worth millions. Zarok's body ultimately split into two pieces. The two halves were then divided into four halves, which split into eight a second later.

The sword began to tingle in his grip as Rhychard blocked another swing. He could hear the words the other Warriors were chanting and soon the words began to make sense to him even though he couldn't make them out. He focused on Mephalus, but he repeated the same chant as the others, reaching with everything Kree taught him into the sword. He felt the other Warriors, felt their lifelines. Out of the corner of his eye he saw a tall, thin elf with long blond hair look at him, a smile on his face. Then he nodded at Rhychard and melted into the air, his life force flowing toward Rhychard and entering the sword once again. The blade pulsed with the added energy and Rhychard felt it grow more soli

Even if they would still respond if the master only used their energy. Rion's sword was named Zephyr. The 'gentle breeze', even though the attack was not anything gentle at all. It was always deadly, but with the minimum wound. This is how Rion could show a little compassion to those who fell as his enemies. A quick, merciful death.

However, the Child of Light, undeterred, immediately charged at him again. Seeing the almost maniacal Child of Light, Wilbur gritted his teeth and swung his sword fiercely. The powerful sword aura swept across, prompting the Child of Light to chant a spell, summoning a white defensive wall. The sword aura struck the wall, piercing through it and grazing the left side of the Child of Light's face. This minor wound drove the Child of Light into a frenzy as he roared, "I'm going to kill you!" Wilbur slashed several more times, forcing the Child of Light to retreat a few meters backward. The Child of Light chanted a spell, which summoned a beam of light that descended from the sky, enveloping hi

Abel chanted with one hand and growled, "Sword!" A loud clang was heard, and the sword on his waist flew out from its sheath. It shone with chilling light and shot into Abel's hand like lightning and with precision. Abel pulled the sword out from its sheath, and a sinister flash was seen as the sword swung down. When it collided with all four puppets, sword aura began to shoot out with a brilliant sword flash. The fight was intense. Every exchange resulted in an airwave that made the caves tremble continuously.

The group then breaks apart, going to their various stations. "Not bad, Wallace," Kaydence slaps me on the back. "What?" "William...Ah, never mind," they shake their head laughing. Turning away, a shot of golden light shoots across the sky. Running up the stairs to the top of the wall, I look over to see a ball of fire in the middle of the hill just inside enemy lines. A man in golden armor stands, his helm shining in the fading sunlight. In his hand is a sword that glows with a light not unlike Excalibur, but whereas my sword burns with a cool flame, this one has warm electricity. He raises his sword and then slams it tip down into the earth releasing a shockwave that knocks Mab's forces ba

It gleamed with a radiant brilliance, its hilt adorned with intricate carvings of mythical creatures. Sable's eyes widened in awe as she reached for the sword, her fingers trembling with anticipation. As her hand closed around the hilt, an electrifying surge of power coursed through her body, causing her veins to glow with an ethereal light. She could feel the sword's energy intertwining with her own, merging their strengths into one. With newfound determination, Sable gripped the sword tightly and turned back to face the dark entity that awaited her. The fear that once gripped her heart had transformed into a fiery resolve. She stood tall, her eyes blazing with determination as she confront

His figure blurred as he appeared before Sam. A weathered longsword materialized in his hand, its surface etched with intricate arcane symbols. As energy poured into the blade, the runes blazed with golden light, radiating terrifying pressure. "This is the Suncrest Sect's sword technique—Sunpiercer Arc!" With a sharp shout, Marcellus swung his sword. A streak of golden energy tore across the sky, whistling as it sliced straight toward Sam. He poured every ounce of his power into the strike. The blade of light tore through the stone, carving a jagged trench in its wake. The air shimmered and roared, heat radiating in scorching waves.

"What the- what is this?" Minos yelled. He looked over to Rei, whose hands were now holding on to the handle of the sword hanging on his belt. "Hold it." Cassana snapped. A faint yellow light now emanates from the gem. A floating luminous circle, humming and riddled with runes, was hovering above it. The same identical circle was also wrapped around Rei's right arm. As Cassana pulled the staff lower, the circle around Rei became tighter. "A sorcerer!" Minos, again stating the obvious.