For them, it looked like white specs of fireflies had come to lighten up the moonless night. And it took only that one second of collective distraction for Axel to unleash the most potent attack he could muster at his current state. Using all the comprehension of elements water, thunder and shadow, using his runic eyes to their full might.
He controlled the three swords with his mana, pouring massive amounts of reserves into the tools, overclocking their abilities to the maximum, finding a way to combine the three differentiating elements into one and controlling the three swords, holding them slightly upwards.
Axel's expression turned grave as he took in a deep breath. The world itself went eerily quiet for a moment, resonating with his focused intent, as the swords slashed downward at an impossible speed through his swift control of mana. He declared with a tone of serene finality,
"Wave of Thunder Shadow."
