The winds screamed with a surge of killing intent.
Kael's crimson aura surged again as his muscles coiled, and a low murmur escaped his lips.
"0th Form: 空間裂き (Kūkan Saki) – Spatial Rip."
His black sword shimmered unnaturally, and as he swung it in a horizontal arc, the air in front of the blade shattered. A deep distortion rippled through space itself, like glass being cracked by an invisible force.
VHHHRMMMMMM—
The cut itself wasn't aimed directly at the bandits—it aimed through them, beyond them, tearing through dimensions.
The reality seemed to be buckled.
The moment the attack collided with the combined approach of the four—Gorro's storm fists, Marn's ground-splitting charge, Jax's spinning hook laced with flame, and Verno's kinetic energy barrage—a shockwave tore through the battlefield.
BOOOOMMMMM!!!
