In the Name of the Sacred Light
The sword he summoned came crashing down at supersonic speed as it whooshed through the side of the volcano.
Wayerliss applied impetus to his feet to increase his grip to the ground. Otherwise, he'd be sent flying by the strong winds. He slashed at an incoming rock and shuddered.
Was this Marolyt's true power? The shockwaves alone was enough to give him so much trouble.
Even Wayerliss had to admit that even though they were both in the saint realm, the galestorm swordsaint's power seemed far above and beyond his own.
The silent idol of Pyro suddenly let out an earth-shaking cry like a withering dragon. But no matter how hard Kevin tried to pray and channel his impetus into it, the divine miracle formation of...