The long-haired King's element was far from complicated. He simply cut things, whether by swinging his knife or by affecting the environment to make it echo his sharp traits.
Since the celestial body and its very atmosphere were made of True Chaos, the King had an especially easy time transferring those traits to the air or other immaterial substances.
The ascension had vastly enhanced that ability, also deepening how much the King could actually cut. It was why the General had ended up like a mess of patchworked flesh after the event, and his last transformation didn't improve on that aspect.
As soon as the fuming knife clashed with the long, curved horns, a clinging noise resounded, expanding in the area while gaining sharp properties.
Those usually harmless soundwaves became deadly blades under the King's influence. Major General Arngan's new skin opened all over at the impact of that invisible attack, with the deepest cuts involving his face.
