Raze was ready to use whatever it took, no matter the cost, to take down Idore, and with his Breakthrough active, as long as he continued to absorb attacks, he could continue fighting. He could feel the power coursing through him, heavier and more overwhelming than anything he had wielded before, yet it also came with a quiet pressure in the back of his mind. This strength was not endless. It was borrowed time, and he knew it.
The first thing Raze did was place his sword back and then thrust it forward.
The mixture of Qi along with his Dark Magic created a quick pulse strike that burst right from his body. It was compact and efficient, a refinement of everything he had learned over the years. However, as the strike went close to Idore, it disappeared, only to reappear behind him, continuing onward before exploding off in the distance.
Raze's eyes narrowed as he watched the distant blast ripple through the sky.
