Noah moved through the wreckage field like something that had stopped counting.
The first wave after the armor came on didn't survive contact. He caught the nearest Zenomurph's charging tail on Excaliburn's flat, redirected the momentum, and used the creature's own follow-through to spin himself into a full rotation, blade trailing violet light in a wide arc that opened three more approaching bodies from hip to shoulder in one continuous sweep.
[Zenomurph defeated. +1,200 EXP]
[Zenomurph defeated. +1,200 EXP]
[Zenomurph defeated. +1,200 EXP]
He didn't stop moving through the notifications. His body had found a rhythm now, something between combat and dance, Harbinger Skin absorbing every glancing tail strike that got through his guard and feeding the stored force straight back into Warden's Wake's growing reservoir.
