Tears' Curse
Arlyaen bellowed, wiping the saliva off his face.
Hayden didn't waste a second. He hurled his weapon into the air and leaped to the opposite side of the room, his voice rising in a steady chant. As the sword hovered, glowing symbols spiraled around it, their light intensifying with each word. From the blade's tip, a beam of sapphire energy erupted, carving a blazing arc across the floor and trapping Arlyaen in the middle.
However, Arlyaen, Lord of the fallen angels, was no ordinary foe. Simple tricks wouldn't hold him.
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