CHAPTER 91
"All at once! Time to finish the beast off!" Licht smirked as the hundreds of swords descended in a singular, devastating motion.
'I don't know what this fool is planning, but I hope he doesn't end up killing us off along with the monster,' Grey thought warily.
He watched as the Echidas struggled, slowly beginning to fracture the bindings holding it captive, but it was already too late.
The legion of light blades surged forward at a tremendous velocity, synchronized perfectly with the movement of Langris' own massive light sword.
The beast braced itself, unhinging its jagged jaws as a brilliant orange glow intensified deep within its throat.
Just as the blades reached the point of impact, it exhaled a continuous, roaring stream of fire in a desperate attempt to shatter the incoming projectiles.
The tactic was working; many of the light swords splintered into fragments upon contact with the intense heat.
