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"So now witness the consequence. Witness a god not whole, but wrathful. Each blade that fails to find its rhythm… sings his name. Every shot that veers too far… hunts his ghost."
"You fight a fusion with no center. A trinity defiled. And even unfinished, we are ruin incarnate. We do not seek vengeance alone. We seek correction. You will not fall to justice. You will fall to imbalance."
"Prepare yourself. Not for judgment… but for an echo so loud it deafens time."
All of Raibanshin's swords merged into a gigantic axe, rushing down as Drake's arms were cleaved off, followed by a titanic explosion of void and thunder, sending him flying.
BOOOMMM!!!
"Uuaaaggh?!"
Drake spun around midair, regrowing his limbs as quickly as he could, but feeling the curse slowing him down with annoyance…
However, his Aura surged anyway, channeling the power of all the Dragon Bloodlines within him.
"Moonlight Mirrors!"
