"You know what?" Ryouta said, rolling his shoulders to loosen them up. "I was having a pretty boring day anyway."
Haruto closed his eyes for just a moment, reaching deep inside himself for that wellspring of energy. When he opened them again, three points of brilliant light were already forming in the air around him.
The light solidified into three gleaming swords made of pure energy. They were beautiful in their simplicity - no fancy decorations or elaborate designs, just perfect blades of concentrated light that seemed to cut through the very air around them. They floated around Haruto like loyal guardians, responding to his thoughts and emotions.
"Holy shit," Kazuma breathed.
Azame leaned forward, her eyes bright with interest. This was what she'd wanted to see.
Ryouta's grin faltered for just a second before coming back full force. "Well, well. Looks like you've got some tricks of your own. This is gonna be even more fun than I thought."
