Eliz's great sword seemed to have grown. Or, more accurately, its fiery red-gold appearance had been swapped out for one that seemed even more vicious. It was now four meters long, curving almost like a scythe and forming a jagged edge.
When it swung, it almost felt as though those jagged edges were gripping onto space, stretching their surface area into the fabric of reality and pulling it all down, increasing its heft several times over.
In an instant, she was already before Zarek, whose joke was very much still hanging in the air.
Chi.
Zarek vanished, the earth behind him getting sliced in two, extending out for dozens of meters.
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Name: [Eliz Striane]Role: [Hero Strength Candidate]
Core Stats:
[Strength: B][Dexterity: B-][Intelligence: B-][Endurance: B][Charisma: B-]
Talents:
[Voidgrip: A-]
