By the time the blade fell—which was less than a second—its size had increased, now reaching around ten meters, so big that even a dragon could be cleaved by it.
But the instant its aura-expanded edge should have cleaved Kael in half, something went wrong.
Kael's body lost weight.
Not figuratively but actually.
Because Kael had used Weightless Grace, one of the first skills that he created.
He hadn't used it to the limit until today, as all he did was make himself light enough to avoid causing the earth to tremble with every step he took.
But today, he made it so that he would be light as a feather, which would make it impossible to be cut down.
The sword connected—not with flesh, but with a mass that no longer resisted gravity, momentum, or force in the way reality expected.
As expected, the impact did not cut.
It launched.
